IVY SHOULD HAVE REALISED PREGNANCY WAS NOT GOING TO BE FUN. She had just wanted a chicken sandwich but like it had done the other four times, it had made her throw up. At this point, she was debating becoming a vegetarian. Maybe it was the bread or the chicken itself, but either way it was as though the fates did not want Ivy to enjoy a chicken sandwich.

She wondered if changing the appearance of the sandwich would make and difference at all for a brief moment before deciding that was pure idiocy. There was no way altering the appearance of a chicken sandwich would affect the effect on her stomach. However that small voice in her head hinted at the minute chance that it could affect it.

It didn't.

Percy rushed into the room in enough time to guide her hair out of her face and rub her back.

"Ivy, is there anything else you want to eat?"

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Luke and Leo laughed at her as she sat down at the table with them. She gave them a death glare and a quick middle finger.

"Someone's cranky today." Luke noted dryly, causing Leo to erupt in another fit of giggles.

Ivy grumbled a half-hearted 'shut up'.

"So we were thinking about adopting." Leo started after he finally calmed down enough. "Harry Potter's expecting a second son isn't he?"

"He's my brother-in-law, you don't have to call him by his full name." Ivy reminded him. "And you two with kids? That will be interesting. I support you two in everything you do. Is that seriously all you wanted me here for?"

Luke smirked. "No, there is something else."

"We've found a way for you to eat a chicken sandwich without being sick."

Turns out you just alter the appearance of any food item and charm it. Ivy could indeed eat a chicken sandwich without throwing up.

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Percy and Ivy stood in front of them hands intertwined and a smirk planted on their faces.

"You're probably wondering why you're here." Ivy said smiling happily. "We want you two to the be the godparents."

Leo smiled, hugging Ivy. "I called it! Luke owes me a new book. I told him I was going to be named godfather over him."

Ginny smiled at the older man's outburst. "I'd love to be the godmother Perce, Ivy. This is an honour."

"Now Leo, that's a more appropriate response to that phrase." Ivy giggles but brought him in for a quick hug anyway.

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Percy returned from work to hear Ivy in the living room. She wasn't doing anything overly special, just listening to some music and humming along. He walked into the room with a bouquet of flowers in hand and placed them in a nice vase on the coffee table.

She smiled as he took her hands and gently danced with her. She leaned against his chest and sighed contently. "I missed you today. My mother came by with a lot of baby stuff. We won't be out for months and the baby isn't even born yet."

"But soon Ivy."

"Just one month left to go." Ivy reminded him.

Percy took a rose from the bouquet and offered it out to his wife. "Care to dance, your highness?"

"Oh of course kind sir." Ivy accepted the rose and tucked it snugly into her hair. "How could I refuse such a gracious offer?"

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"I hate you! This is all your fault. Get this damn baby out of me!" Ivy screamed, ignored the healer by her side who reminded her constantly to push. "Merlin's sake I am pushing! As hard as I can as matter of fact so please shut up!"

Percy's hand hurt from how hard she squeezed it but he tried to not let it affect him. Their child was being born and Ivy still looked beautiful. While she wasn't sounding the most pleasant, he knew she didn't mean it all.

And minutes later, a baby girl was placed in a tired Ivy's arms.

"Priscilla Nicole Weasley." Ivy said softly caressing her child.

Percy grinned and knelt beside the bed. "The perfect name for a princess."

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