Coffee was a beverage that Percy learned to appreciate when working at the Ministry of Magic. But he didn't like the bitter aftertaste, which was why his coffee always had to be doused with sugar and cream or flavors like hazelnut, caramel or, his favorite, mocha.
Percy glanced toward the kitchen again, thoughtfully. "We bought some bread, so if you want toast...but that's a pretty meager breakfast. I vote for waiting and going to Hannah's. It'll be well worth the wait."
Oli's grabby hands and reaction to his first sip made Percy smile as he watched, taking a small sip, himself. "It was very fun," he fondly replied, "Although I still think you were a fool to go flying with Harry just before the fireworks went off. You two could've been hurt." To be honest, he was more concerned for Oli's safety; Harry's safety was only incidental. Oli's hair had become messy while he slept, and Percy idly brushed an errant lock off his forehead and into place with his fingers.