Percy had made good on his promise. His ‘I’ll see you soon' was followed soon after by an unfamiliar owl, carrying a note saying that the date was set. Part of her had been shocked when it arrived, like she still waiting for him to drift away, never to be heard or seen from again. Merlin knows how long it took for her to accept that Mandy was sticking around…
Now the day had arrived, and Audrey couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous. What if his parents didn’t like her? That seemed to be the most immediate concern. Along with: What if they asked her personal questions; ones that she couldn’t answer? What then?
But she reminded herself. This was for Percy. She was doing this for him. Backing out now wasn’t an option.
She pulled out a pan of scones from the oven. The smell of fresh cooked bread and blueberries rolled out and mixed with the surrounding air.
Besides, how bad could it go?
Audrey bit her lip. She didn’t want to think about that.
Percy wasn’t anywhere near as nervous as Audrey. He probably should be, but he wasn’t. His mother had already asked him probably every single question she could think of about Audrey, and he’d answered to the best of his ability.
He had also made it clear to Molly that while he was very fond of Audrey, that they had set the parameters of their relationship quite clearly, and they were just friends. He didn’t want Molly making any assumptions, or pressuring Audrey into something she wasn’t ready for. His mother had reluctantly accepted it, but he could tell Molly wasn’t happy about it.
Arthur, however, was quite pleased to find out that Audrey was muggleborn and couldn’t wait to ask her a plethora of questions about muggles and their world. He had already prepared quite the list of questions, much to Percy’s dismay.
Percy had gotten ready early, but he wasn’t sure if Audrey wanted to meet him there, or if she wanted them to head over together. So, he sent off another owl. The message was short but to the point. Do you want to meet at the Burrow, or would you like me to come over and go with you?
It was a worth a shot. How good of you to notice. I was wondering when we’d get to that. I thought you were the one who paid attention to detail.
Yeah, well I’ve been a bit…distracted. Never mind. What happened? How are you alive? I mean, it’s bloody fantastic to see you, but how is it possible? Not that anything surprises me anymore, really.
Nice try, but I’d rather not scare her away. I don’t have very many friends, and she’s one I definitely don’t want to lose.
………Wait, aren’t you supposed to be dead?!?!
Audrey and I are friends. I’m certainly not going to do anything that is going to ruin that.
Percy pointed out the late hour with realisation, and Audrey immediately checked her watch. Huh. This was the second time she had lost track of time being around him. She wasn’t used to that,—but she wasn’t sure that she minded all that much, either.
The corners of her lips lifted into a smile and she nodded. “Alright,” she agreed, expecting him to Disapparate then but he turned to her and thanked her. Her smile grew, looking down when her cheeks flushed lightly. “You were the one who came to seek me out, remember? And made our lovely lunch.” Her light eyes found his again. “I should be the one thanking you.—I had a really great time, too. Thank you for thinking of me. It was sweet.”
He nodded. She had a point, but still. She didn’t have to agree to have lunch with him. “I’m glad you did. And you’re very welcome.” He said, with a shy smile. “I’ll see you soon.” He was definitely looking forward to seeing her again. He disapparated, leaving her place and going back to his, wrapping up the day. What he’d thought was a not so perfect picnic had turned out to be pretty perfect after all.
"Oh, I don’t want to inconvenience them in any way," she told him. "I thought we could go over after lunch, so there wouldn’t be any interruptions." She was already planning to invade their home, they surely didn’t need to feel obligated to feed her, too.—Maybe she should bring them something, though… Like some scones, maybe? And Percy had mentioned he’d like to try them…
"That sounds great." Percy said. It was then that he realised what time it was. "I didn’t realise how late it was." He did have to work the next day and he was sure she did as well. "I will talk to them about it and I’ll owl you and let you know, alright?" He smiled. "Audrey, I…thank you for today. I had a great time."
Audrey laughed a bit more and placed a hand over her mouth to stifle the noise. “So you’re saying..plan to settle in if it gets mentioned. Got it.”
Audrey took her bottom lip in between her teeth. Right. Her schedule. It was busy as always… Though, going over and scanning the calendar on the wall, next Sunday appeared to be vacant. (There was only so many days the hospital would allow her to work, and the shelter was closed on Sundays.) Audrey looked back at Percy and smiled. “I’ll extend the invitation,” she said and glanced once at the calendar again. “Would next Sunday be good for you and your family? Though, I’m sure you need to check with them first…”
Percy noticed her motion and thought it was quite adorable, but didn’t say so, of course. “Right.” He said, nodding.
"Sounds good." He replied. "Yeah, but that’s mostly just a formality. Mum is hardly ever busy, and Dad can take the time off work if I give him advance notice." He told her. "Oh, by the way, come hungry because there will likely be plenty of food." Knowing Molly, she’d cook quite a feast, as she usually did.
Percy’s face lit up, which let Audrey know that she was right in saying yes. It was always nice to know you were the reason to bring a smile to someone’s face, but with Percy—it was even more so. Each time felt like a little victory to Audrey, like it was somehow helping him; showing him that it wasn’t impossible to be happy again.
He went on tying to assure her that the meeting wouldn’t be pressure pushing, or anything; that she should just be herself and they’d like her. She tensed slightly at that, for the thought that they wouldn’t like her hadn’t entered her mind until then. But, nonetheless, before she could get too worked up she forced herself to relax, that she’d just have to cross that bridge if it came to that, and changed her attention back to Percy telling her about his parents.
"Would it be a good idea mention to him that I’m Muggleborn, or a bad one?" she asked, chuckling softly before she shook her head. "They sound great. Really.—It’ll be nice to meet them, officially."
"That depends." Percy said, chuckling. "My father may never let you leave because he’ll want to know everything there is to know about your life growing up as a muggleborn." He told her. Arthur tended to get a bit carried away when it came to muggles and muggleborns. "He’ll ask endless questions, no doubt. He did with one of Ron’s best friends." He explained.
Smiling, Percy looked at her. “Well, just let me know when you’re free and when you’d like to meet them.” He said. It really didn’t need to be anything formal, as he didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable in any way. “Mandy can come too if you’d like.” He offered. Mandy and Audrey had both been good friends to him and he wouldn’t mind both of them being there.
As Percy gave her an answer Audrey’s expression softened, finally understanding. She could tell that this meant something to him from the way he talked, which just made her think how could she refuse him. She was never good with meeting new people, too much awkward silence and everything; it made her uncomfortable, but she couldn’t bring herself to shoot Percy down a second time tonight. She put her cup back on the counter and rubbed her arm before finally responding. “Well…if that’s the case, how can I refuse?” She smiled at him. “I’d happy to meet them if it means that much to you.”
Percy grinned and nodded. “Thank you. That means a lot. No pressure or anything. Just be yourself. I know they’ll adore you. My mum is…well, she’s quite lovely when she’s not being overbearing. She knows practically everything about everything. She’s the smartest woman I know. Fiercely loyal. Best cook in the world too.” He said, proudly. “And my dad…well, he’s a bit obsessed with muggles and the muggle world. Has a whole collection of muggle artifacts and wants to know everything he can about the muggle world.”