𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃¹𝜴𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝐭𝐰𝐨

"Lyra!" Percy's voice called from below them. Before she even comprehended it, her hands had reached for Skyfall, unsheathing it. "Paul's here!"

Sirius watched sadly as his daughter slumped in relief, saddened by her need to be alert all the time. What had she been through that caused her to react like that?

"C'mon Dad," Lyra spoke, gesturing toward the door, "I'll introduce you to Paul, Percy's stepdad. He's great, killed some monsters during the-" She abruptly cut herself off, realizing she hadn't told her father anything about her quests. Neglecting to tell him about either of the wars she'd fought in during the past two years.

Sirius raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to finish, but she just gestured toward the door again, he made a mental note to bring it up again.

As soon as the door had been opened, Lyra could make out Paul's voice among the other familiar ones downstairs. She slid down the banister, ignoring her father's worried muttering.

"Blowfish!" Lyra grinned, flinging her arms around Percy's stepfather. Next to the pair, Poseidon stifled a snort, knowing he was the reason Lyra called the mortal that nickname.

"Hello, Lyra," The salt and pepper-haired man smiled, patting the girl gently on her back.

"Oh! Paul! Can you look over my essays for college? I've never been to mortal school before, so I have no idea if I did them right. Percy said I did, but I don't trust his opinion," her boyfriend made a noise of offense, "Percy you didn't even read them properly."

"Yes, I did!" Lyra raised an unimpressed eyebrow as all the adults stifled their laughter. "Fine, I didn't but, I'm sure they're amazing."

"Of course I'll look over them Lyra, when do you need them in by?"

"End of July." She grins, "I'm applying for the spring semester at NYU, I would have gone for fall, but I didn't have time to complete the applications."

Paul nodded understandingly, "and what's your major?"

"Fashion and design."

"You are your mother's daughter," Poseidon smiled down at Lyra.

"She's my mom for a reason."

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Paul settled into Grimmauld Place easily. Poseidon had left a few hours after Paul's arrival, godly duties couldn't be ignored for very long.

Everything had been very quiet since his departure. Lyra had spent most of her time baking in the kitchen with Sally, it had been months since the two had seen each other and Sally wanted to hear about every embarrassing thing Percy had done during their stay at Hogwarts.

Naturally, when Sally discovered that Percy had proposed she was ecstatic. She'd baked a celebratory cake for the couple, and cried. Paul would never admit it, but he teared up a little too when they told him about it.

Sirius and Remus of course already knew of the engagement, due to eavesdropping on conversations between the two, which wasn't creepy at all, but were still glad to share in the excitement. Even if Sirius had pulled Percy aside to 'talk to -more like threaten- him', which had been amusing, for everyone but Percy at least.

Lyra and Percy had decided to get married at camp, they'd met there, had so many firsts at camp, it was only fitting that their wedding was there as well. Sally and Lyra had begun planning. Aphrodite had even showed up on occasion to add her input, but left it mostly to Lyra, knowing she liked to be very independent.

The two spent hours going over guest lists, writing invitations, and finalizing details. Percy had decided to stay out of the two women's way, opting to help Sirius, Remus, and Paul clean up Grimmauld Place. The group as a whole was blissfully unaware of the chaos that would ensue, days from now, with the imminent arrival of Molly Weasley and her clan of redheads.