Percy would have liked to have taken her up on her offer, generous as it was, but there was a huge snag that prevented him from accepting. "I'm sure Lucy would enjoy it very much, she quite liked spending time with Christopher. Unfortunately," he said with a small bit of shame, despising this particular issue, "Lucy's mother isn't exactly fond of Muggle culture, and I've promised her not to taker her into that part of the world until she's old enough to make up her own mind." But then wasn't that one of the prices he paid for the mistake of sleeping with a Rosier?
He grinned at the idea of her dressed as Robin Hood. She certainly had the charm for it.
He glowed a little at her encouragement to talk about the job. He had yet to tell his siblings, though he privately wanted to simply avoid the matter - the past haunted him still, and he hadn't quite been able to tell any of them about his promotions ever since they'd reunited after the war. "Well, it isn't anything that prestigious," he said with false modesty. "I shall be the Minister's official liaison with the Prime-Minister, working alongside Muggle ministers and cabinet members, getting to know them and consulting with them on matters that may have an influence on our people, though only the Prime-Minister would know that I'm a wizard."