Hahaha, oh, this is so perfect. Percy's embarrassment and Minerva's dry humour and just absolutely everything about this fic, from the crackling dialogue to the fact that one of the smells of Minerva's amortentia is catnip.
Also, do I sense perhaps that this fic is set during GoF, and the mystery Weasley is Charlie? (well-tanned dragonhide, indeed) *g*
Also, do I sense perhaps that this fic is set during GoF, and the mystery Weasley is Charlie? (well-tanned dragonhide, indeed) *g*