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Annabeth's POV
I watched as Percy rang the doorbell for his mother's apartment. I watched as Sally Jackson, or Blofis now, Opened the door and beam with happiness. I watched as mother and son reunited after the terror of not knowing if they would see each other again.
And I'll admit I felt a bit jealous of Percy.
I didn't have a loving and caring mother like him. My mother forced me to face my greatest fear, by myself, and my step mom made me feel so unloved that I ran away at age seven.
But I also knew that having loving parents only makes it harder for Percy when he leaves for quests. I know that Percy would've left Gabe willingly without a doubt. But, Sally? And his new step dad, Paul?
I remember when Piper, Percy, and I were talking about are family we'd let behind before Gaea rose. The look on his face when he remembered Paul, Sally, Tyson, and Grover.
I didn't really have that.
I loved my family, sure (well, step mom is a bit complicated). I would do anything for them. But I didn't know my mortal half siblings that well and I never really liked my step mom.
That's why I felt so grateful and happy when Sally pulled me in for a hug like I was her daughter and kissed me on the head.
I just stood there in Sally's embrace for a second, needing to feel that comfort and love that you only get from a mother.
I noticed Percy standing there off to the side, smiling at me. He seemed to understand my feeling and emotions.
I finally pulled away only to find Paul speed walking towards us from his and Sally's room.
"Percy! Annabeth! You're back!" He pulled Percy and I in a hug.
Went he let go, Sally immediately started talking with us. Not asking questions about the war or are quest, just talking with us, which I really appreciated.
"-blue cookies in the kitchen. Oh, and Annabeth is your dad okay with you staying here for dinner, or do you have to go back? I understand if you haven't seen him yet." She said.
I smiled, I really loved this woman.
"Sorry, I have to go today, I haven't seen my family in a while. But, I would really love to hang out later." I say, grabbing Percy's hand.
"Of course sweetheart, you're welcome here whenever you want." Sally reassured.
I smiled gratefully at her. She didn't know how much that meant to me.
We then ate blue cookies and talked about really nothing in particular for an hour before I reluctantly, had to leave.
I kissed Percy on the cheek and was starting to pull away, but instead he wrapped his arms around me for a hug, burying his face in my hair.
"I'll see you soon, alright?"
"Of course, Seaweed Brain." I replied, savoring the embrace.
"'k, love you wise girl."
I blushed, glad he couldn't see my face.
"I-I Love you too, Percy"
I looked up to see Sally give me a knowing look.
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Ginny's POV
I was in my room, setting down a book that Hermione picked out for me. I know, surprising right? But it was actually a good romance book and like Hermione said it would, It distracted me from everything else that was going on.
Maybe I should start reading more.
Anyways, I was setting down my book to go downstairs to the kitchen. I needed to talk to my mum about me and Harry, sorry Harry and I (Ugh, I hate grammar), going on a date together, alone.
After my conversation with Harry, I was feeling pretty confident that we might work out. But of course, he wanted to wait till after our date.
So, I made my way downstairs, hoping my mother was alone so I could talk to her in private. Because you know, talking about your love life in front of your over-protective brothers is not really ideal.
Fortunately, I found mum sitting on her rocking chair, sewing. She has been sewing a lot lately. She was always doing something really. Whether it was cooking, cleaning, or getting an early start on her Christmas sweaters, she was always keeping herself busy.
I noticed dark circles under her eyes and her poorly done glamour charm fading. I knew this had to be hard on her, knowing one of her sons had passed.
Mum looked up when she noticed me walking in.
"Something wrong?"
"No, nothings wrong. I just wanted to talk to you." I say.
She nodded and forced a smile "Of course dear, what is it?"
I hesitated. Mum hated when her children went out in public alone, even if they were adults. So, I was kind of nervous to see her reaction to the idea of Harry and I going out, to a Quidditch match -which was usually filled with people- and alone?
I sighed, "I wanted your permission for Harry and I to go out. We haven't sorted out... us, yet. We just want to..you know....." I didn't really know what else to say.
I desperately wished my mum understood my feelings.
I remember when I broke down in front of my family over Harry after the wedding and after he, Hermione, and Ron left. My mum took me outside to talk and I remember pouring out my heart and feeling to her for Harry. She just held me as I cried and panicked over him.
"What if he doesn't l-love me anymore after this war is over? Will the war e-ever end? Will Harry c-come back alive? Hermione? R-Ron? Oh Merlin, why did they leave? What if Harry is too b-broken after the war ends? You know how he is. I d-don't know what t-to do mum..."
My mum kept embracing me as I rambled, not interrupting me, listening to everything I was worried about.
When I was done she said, "Ginerva Weasley, Harry is a very strong person. He will get through all of this. This war will end on a positive note. That I know for a fact. You don't need to worry about him right now. Let him do his own worrying." She moved my shoulders, forcing me to look at her determined eyes.
"B-but I can't stop worrying about him." I cried.
"I know, I know." My mum said, sighing. "And I know he is worrying for you also. Somewhere, wherever he is."
I sniffled.
"I love you mum." I said, embracing her.
"I do too Ginny, never forget that. And I know that Harry does as well." mum said reassuringly.
"I know." Mum said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "I know you and Harry have been going through a lot right now, and I want to help. If helping is helping you get back into a relationship, I will do that for you."
I must've looked too hopeful because she smiled (genuine now) and said:
"Just because I have agreed to let you and Harry go out, doesn't mean I'm okay with letting you do whatever. What did you have in mind for your and Harry's date?" She asked.
This is the tough part.
"Er, I may be planning on... er.. going to a quidditch match with Harry...." I said sheepishly.
"A quidditch match!? Ginny! Those things are filled with people! There could be death eaters and Merlin knows what in there!"
"But what if it wasn't in Britain? The second quidditch match since the war will be in Paris! I don't think death eaters would go all the way to Paris."
"We aren't that far away from Paris, you know! This is Harry we're talking about! Death eaters would track him down in a second if he left the burrow!" Mum said, still unconvinced.
"Yes, but most of the death eaters are in Azkaban now, and the rest are on the run, trying not to be sent to Azkaban!" I argued. I was determined for this to work out.
My mother huffed, obviously annoyed.
And just when I though I had outsmarted her, she pulled the go-to mother's comeback:
"Well, I'm your mum, so I have final say in the matter."
Ugh, mums
"Please? You know what this means to me." I pleaded. I wanted this to work out, no needed.
Mum sighed, "I'll talk to your father."
I smiled and hugged her. "Thanks mum."
"You're welcome, dear."
I haven't been this excited in weeks. I finally had something to look forward to, if you know, mum and dad say yes.