Oh, hon. Oh, I love this so much. So, so, so much. No one writes Percy like you do--have I told you how much I miss him in Dungeons? You have this way of making him so human and so likeable and complicated.
And this? Snape stared at him doubtfully from what had already become 'his' chair. "Oh, yes. By all means. Plant a rose garden."
God, you need to come back to HP more often, dear. You're spectacular. *hugs you hard*
I have so much adoration for this fic right now...I can't even begin to express my squeefulness.
And how you can make me want Snape/Percy now....you are so brilliant. Evil. And brilliant. :D