"It's alright! How do you expect to hide a pregnancy from the whole school?" Oliver extended his arms for emphasis. "Of course everyone's bound to know!"

"They'll think I was running away from the situation-" Percy shook his head, feeling a tear drop from his eyes. "My parents will force us to marry."

"Hey, talk is talk-" Oliver walked closer and placed his hand on the taller redhead's wet face, wiping Percy's tears with his thumbs. "If you listen to every single gossip people make about you, there'll never be an end of it!"

"But this one is true!" Percy interrupted. "I did 'steal' you from Marcus and I did get Penelope pregnant." Percy pushed him away softly. "Should I leave her be?" When Oliver didn't say anything, Percy does. "This is too much for me to handle, I'm still in Hogwarts. I want the baby, but I can't."

"Percy, what makes you think you can't?"

"A lot of factors come to mind, naturally-" Percy answered as he snorted, ignoring his tear-stained glasses. "I'm not financially independent yet, I don't have a place to live, I'm still seventeen, I don't have the maturity nor experience, and I still want to date you. I still want to be with you."

"Percy, I know you'll sort it out as soon as we leave Hogwarts-" Oliver licked his bottom lip. "You'll find a good-paying job with twelve OWLs and hopefully also that much of NEWTs. You'll be able to get a place to live and even though you don't have the maturity nor experience, you'll learn along the way. You'll mature with the baby. This is where you'll get your experience."

"But-"

"Shh, don't say anything-" Oliver placed a finger on Percy's lips, shaking his head. "I know you always have a hard time relaxing, but this is what you must do. Close your eyes, Percy." Without a word of protest, Percy did as he was told. "As you relax, you find yourself in an empty dark room with a single red door. You are curious of what the door is, for the door is the only colour in your life. You want to see more, you want to know more. But you don't know what is behind the door, if it will fulfil your thirst. Will you open it?"

"Yes."

"Don't tell me, do it." Percy looked around, finding himself in a dark room, in front of him had been a red door. He feels scared to be in that room, he wants to get out. With knees shaking, he forces himself to stand up, trailing his fingers along the dark walls to the round golden knob of the red door with the lion relief, slowly turning it open and pushing it.

"As you open the door, you find behind it a beautiful place, your comfort place-" Oliver nodded, watching at how relaxed his boyfriend is, something he hadn't seen since he came to Hogwarts. "I don't need you to tell me, but can you see it?"

"Yes," Percy answered, imagining being in the wild woods. He could hear the creek nearby splashing water, proving how fresh the water is. He could feel how fresh the air is, how warm the sun kisses his skin. He is still not yet stepping inside, looking back.

"Now, imagine all your worries and your stressors leaving you as you slowly enter that place and play around there, ignoring the previous room that tormented you so." Percy slowly entered the forest to feel the green grass-covered ground underneath his bare feet being hydrated- but not wet, thank you. He can feel his heart rate slowing down as he hears the birds chirping, touching the hydrated leaves with his fingers. He lets himself sit on one of the large stones near the creek, letting his feet touch the stream as he stared at his reflection. Percy smiled as he lets himself fall to the shallow creek, letting himself be wet as he played alone, drinking from the clear water with his two hands.

"I want you to imagine there's another door in front of you, this time translucent instead of red." Oliver continued, curling his hands as he knew this is the hardest part. Almost everyone who was Oliver's customers backed away from this part. "You do not know what's beyond the door. You want to open it, but you know that if you do, you can never return to this comfortable place. You also know that the door has sharp walls that'll draw blood from you, no matter how hard you try to shield yourself, even touching the knob will cause you to bleed. Will you open it?"

"I don't know."

"I don't need to hear your answer, imagine." In front of his eyes, the water rose to form a crystallised door. Percy's head returned to the forest behind him, calling him to play again. But as Percy stared at the translucent door, he saw people behind it laughing together. Two children and one teenager, to be exact. Percy's hand reached to touch the knob and winced, pulling back. He looked down at his hand, revealing a deep cut. Percy ran his cut-hand to the stream and see it magically healed. Percy looked around defeatedly, sitting on the creek.

Should he go on?

Percy heard voices from the other side of the door, being so happy and hopeful. He wants to participate in that, feeling truly happy with people hoping for him. He gave one last glance at the beautiful forest before he grabbed on the knob firmly, firm on his ground. The wind suddenly blew so strongly as if to protest the idea of him leaving- causing him to hit the posts of the door and bleed everywhere in his body- but that doesn't stop him. The sight of the three children laughing together is enough of motivation as he forced himself to open the door, leaving the forest behind.

"Daddy!"