That Damn Weasley Charm II G.W

Part 5, Chapter 5- Percy Weasley

George looks at me and smiles sadly, "Do you want to meet them? I mean you've never really talked about it."

I shrug my shoulders, "I never talked about it because I never thought it could happen. Some part of me has always wanted my mother's approval you know?"

"I want to say that I can relate but I really can't in this situation. My mum might hate the idea of Fred and I starting a joke shop but she's still going to be there for us and shit. I dunno what it's like not to have that."

I finish my ice cream and wipe my mouth with a napkin, "It doesn't feel great." I look at George and I can tell that he has something on his mind, "What's up with you?"

"I don't think we'll ever see Percy again," George says.

My heart breaks a little. Family is a really big thing in George's life, even if he didn't ever get along with Percy. "baby I'm sure that he'll forgive you and Fred for pulling jokes and things..."

"No, not just me and Fred. The entire family. I don't think he's coming back." George snaps. He instantly regrets saying it like that by the look on his face but I don't take it personally.

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking."

George looks at me and smiles, "You could ask me anything and I wouldn't mind it. Percy and Dad had a row. I've never heard Dad scream like he did, usually its always mum that does the yelling." Which is very much true, all the time I've spent with the Weasleys, Arthur almost never does the screaming or the disciplining.

"What about?"

George takes a deep breath, "It was the first week after we've come back from Hogwarts, and we were about to come and join the Order. Percy came by talking about this big promotion he's got. Which was surprising because he got in so much trouble with the whole Crouch thing. He came in all happy and pleased with himself cause he was offered junior assistant to the minister which is really good for someone who's just gotten out of Hogwarts. He thought dad would be right pleased about that one."

"Junior assistant? Sounds dodgy to me." I say to George.

He nods, "That's what we were all thinking. Anyways, Fudge has been coming down really hard on people who support Dumbledore recently, after the whole 'I know I shouldn't be telling you this but...' speech he gave us last year at the feast. Dad says that Fudge made it perfectly clear that if you're in leagues with Dumbledore than you should just clean out your desks and head off home."

"And your dad is a big supporter of Dumbledore, which means that Fudge is probably just using Percy to get information about your family," I say.

George taps his index finger on his temple and points it at me, a thing he's picked up from me that means 'exactly what I'm thinking'. "And dad told him just that, that Fudge is just using him to get information. Course Percy went completely berserk, started saying loads of awful things. Said that he's been having to struggle and fight against dad's lousy reputation ever since he started at the ministry."

"Oh god," I whisper.

George nods grimly, "You think that's bad, he told dad that he's got no ambition and that's why we've never had any money."

I reach across the table and put my hand on top of the one that George has got resting on the table, "Baby..."

"He said that dad's an idiot for running around with Dumbledore all these years, that Dumbledore's going down and taking dad with him. Then he said that if dad was going to act like a traitor to the ministry he was going to make sure and certain that everyone knew that he didn't belong to our family. Packed his bags that night. He lives in London now."

George looks as if he's just been shot. I pick up his hand and kiss his knuckles softly, "I'm sorry that happened to you."

George smiles a bit, "Well it made me think of you actually. Like the roles are reversed. You want to leave and do good, and you're trying your hardest to say for the people you care about. With Percy, he is just following the pack and is leaving everyone that cares about him. I dunno it doesn't really make sense when I say it out loud but it makes sense in my head."

I chuckle a bit, "Nah it makes sense in a weird sort of you really have to think about it way."

George still looks like something is bothering him. "Are you sure that's all?" I say to him.

"It feels weird. Feels different. I can't talk to you about everything that you know and you can't tell me everything that you know. It's like I lost the person I could tell everyone too." He says it softly like he never wanted to tell me how he was feeling.

It hurts, it definitely hurts but it's the truth. I don't know if the Dark Lord knows, or really, cares if I am so close with the Weasleys who are the leading force in the rebellion against him. George can tell that what he's said has hurt me and he squeezes my hand, "I know you wouldn't tell them anything. But I also know that they are perfectly fine using the Cruciatus curse against anyone and anything that they desire. I don't want that to happen to you."

"And if I tell you things than you and your loyal heart that I love so much about you will go and tell the rest of the Order."

George stands up and pulls me out of my own chair, he then holds me against him and sighs, "This isn't it, is it? We can survive this?"

"I honestly don't know."

George hugs me tighter, "Promise me something?" He whispers into my hair.

I pull away so I can look him in the eyes, "Yeah anything."

"Don't break up with me till the end of the year? After we're done at Hogwarts? Cause if we do end up breaking things off I don't think I would be able to see you in the corridors all the time."

His eyes start to well up with tears and I can feel mine doing the same thing, "I'm going to need you to promise me the same thing then. Not till the end of the year alright?"

I step away from him and jut my hand out for a handshake. He takes it and shakes it three times and smiles. "I can't believe we just shook on our possible breakup."

"Strange times there Weasley. Strange times."