"I need to speak with Oliver Wood."

"Dad, please calm down."

"I won't! He ruined my son's life!"

"Your son is also my son!"

The three Weasleys barged into the door of Professor Dumbledore's office, waiting in front of the gryphon statue for Professor McGonagall to open it.

"What seemed to be the problem that you need Mr Wood for?" McGonagall asked. "He's our student and it is our duty as a school to keep our students out of danger."

"Ha! Such a shitty job you've done there!"

"Arthur!"

"Your student hurts my son who is also your student, Minerva!" Arthur continued. "He impregnated my son!"

"Which son?"

"Percival."

"Arthur!" Molly glared at her husband. "You just outed Percy when he himself wouldn't declare that fact!"

"Well don't you too, Mum?"

"You three get on the gryphon," Molly commanded. "I'll get Mr Wood."

The family did.

"Acid pops," McGonagall said. The gryphon spiralled upwards to reveal Dumbledore's office.

"Please, take a seat." The three looked up to see Dumbledore standing up in his bedazzled robes, brushing on the books. Dumbledore walked down and sit on his chair. "What may seem to be the problem?"

"Percy just gave birth." Dumbledore raised his brow.

"I never knew he was pregnant."

"Well, neither do any of us before today, when St. Mungo's suddenly messaged us with the note saying that Percy is giving birth," Arthur elaborated.

"How can this be, Sir?" Molly asked. "What about the child? Will you kick Percy out of the school?"

"That'll be his choice." Dumbledore cocked his head. "Hogwarts is no place for a child, the best offer we can provide him is that either you care for the baby and we can let him visit the baby every weekend, where there's no school or Percy can stay at home and we'll get him a tutor."

"Percy has no wish to leave the school."

"Yeah Dad, but the choice will be his." Bill interrupts. "We'll talk to Percy about this."

"Good evening, Albus." McGonagall declared from behind, a confused Oliver Wood behind her. "I believe I can leave him here?"

"Of course Minerva, thank you." Albus nodded as McGonagall left.

"Am I in trouble, Sir?" Oliver furrowed his brows as he kept eyeing the Weasleys.

"Oh right damn you are," Arthur growled.

"Dad!"

"Mr Wood, please take a seat." Albus motioned at another seat for him. He did. Molly purposefully avoided even staring at him, Arthur kept glaring at him, and Bill kept frowning.

"W-what seems to be the issue?"

"There seemed to be a problem regarding Percival Weasley, your dorm mate-"

"How is he? Is he alright? Where is he?" Oliver cuts as soon as Percy's name is mentioned. "He hasn't appeared for a whole day!"

"Of course he hasn't, he just gave birth!" Arthur cuts. "It's all because of you, Wood!"

"Arthur!"

"What?"

"You got him pregnant, did you not know?" Arthur declared, finally holding the boy by the scruff of his school robes. "HUH? DID YOU NOT KNOW?!"

"DAD!" Bill yelled as he pulled his father away from Oliver "Percy said he never told Wood. This is new to him as this is new to us."

"What? Percy's pregnant?"

"No, Percy just gave birth." Molly intervenes. "To your daughter."

"What's her name? Did he name her?"

"We don't know," Molly answered. "He hasn't."

Oliver sat back down, his face pale.

"That'll be the 'oh shit' face." Arthur glared at the young boy. "What are you going to say now, 'oh I love him so much' or 'oh that's his problem, not mine'? I assure you either sentence will end with a hard punch to your face, I do not care that you're a kid."

"ARTHUR!" Molly barked. "Let the boy process this, this is big news to deal with!"

"Well, Percy is dealing with this news too!" Arthur glared as he sat back down. "Should've thought about this before you two shag like bunnies, huh?"

A bead of sweat trails down Oliver's face. Arthur is right, nothing he says can make the Weasleys feel better. Nothing he says can make Percy any less of a parent. Nothing he says can make him any less of a father.

A father.

Oh shit.

"Mr Wood, I hope you understand the seriousness of this situation," Dumbledore said. "Of course, whether you choose to be there or not will be your choice, but you need to know that young Weasley is going through so much now and it's best that you approach the situation in a good way."

"Can I see them?" Oliver asked, looking up and hurriedly wiped the single tear off his face. Arthur chuckled coldly.

"Don't you buy our pity with your tears," Arthur said. Oliver widened his eyes as he paled over. "Percy's in trouble because of you and if you think for a second that you would be protected from any of our wraths, you're wrong."

"ARTHUR! YOU DON'T THREATEN AN CHILD!"

"A CHILD SHOULDN'T BE GIVING BIRTH TO A CHILD TOO, MOLLY!" Arthur barked back.

"I know that, Arthur!" Molly's voice raised as she faced her husband. "Threatening him won't solve our problems! He wants to deal with his mistake, let him! Let him!"

"Can we take him with us to St. Mungo's?" Bill asked Dumbledore.

"Yes, you are given a whole week off." Dumbledore nodded. "Next week you have to return with whatever decision." Dumbledore took a piece of parchment from the drawer and a quill, writing the choices, before handing it to Bill. "Percy must choose between the available options."

Bill reads the option. He would know what Percy would've picked right away if he really did know Percy as well as he thought he did.

Did he?

"We can assign a train ride from Hogwarts to King's Cross-"

"It's fine, we can Apparate once we're not at the school grounds," Molly cuts. "Thank you, Dumbledore."

"Very well. Anything else?" The four of them stood up.

"No more, thank you so much for your hospitality." Arthur shook Dumbledore's hand, followed by Molly and Bill. They left the office.

"You'll see the result of your dalliance."