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weasley_now (weasley_now) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2011-11-01 21:57:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 01 2003, character: ginny weasley, character: hermione granger, character: percy weasley

Who: Hermione, Percy, Ginny
What: Family time for grieving
When: November 1, 2003 a bit after 9 am
Where: Burrow
Rating worksafe

After hearing the news from Ron Hermione's immediate concern had been Molly's well being. Not only that, but she needed a mother of her own at a time like this. Once she was able to get herself dressed, they floo'd to the Burrow.

Now Hermione sat in a chair by the window a cold cup of tea held between her hands. She was staring out the window to the spot where she had flung herself into Harry's arms the night they'd moved him from Privet Drive. As soon as the Death Eaters had been on them that night Hermione had worried that Harry was gone. Now he really was. Maybe this was all some horrible mistake. Perhaps a ruse the Ministry was perpetrating as a part of the investigation into the other death. At any moment Harry would come walking through the tall grass that surrounded the Burrow. She wished it even if deep down she knew it wasn't true.

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youngestmformev
2011-11-02 02:32 am UTC (link)

The first face Percy had seen upon arriving at the Burrow had been his mother's, and he'd almost given in to the urge to turn tail and run. The look on her face, the feel of the Burrow... it reminded him too much of what they'd gone through after Fred's death, down to him feeling like an interloper who didn't belong.

Back then, it had been survivor's guilt at having lived while his brother had died, and feeling as if he'd been responsible for it, having distracted Fred with a joke at the wrong time. To be honest, Percy still felt that way.

This time, it was the fact that, of all the family, Percy had been the least close to Harry. Even worse, there had been far too many times when Percy had resented his presence in the Burrow, feeling as if he had usurped Percy's place in the family long before Percy left that fateful day. Over the last few years of rebuilding, those feelings had lessened, however the fact that they had been there in the first place made him feel like he shouldn't be there.

But he was, and it was because whatever his feelings had been for Harry, he loved his family more, and they needed- well, perhaps not needed, or wanted, but he would give them his love and support whether they liked it or not.

Once he finally disentangled himself from his mother's arms, he spotted Hermione alone by the window. He had always liked the girl, even when they had disagreed on issues such as Mr. Crouch's keeping of a House Elf. She was perhaps the only one - aside from himself, of course - with enough sense to quell her Gryffindor streak.

He stepped over calmly, but not quietly, not wanting to startle her.

"How are you holding up?" he asked softly. "Is there anything I can fetch you?"

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weasley_now
2011-11-02 09:16 pm UTC (link)

The early morning hours had been a blur. Hermione knew that she had spoken to Molly briefly about the fact that Harry was dead, what she didn't recall is whether or not Molly had already been aware of the situation prior to her arrival. What Hermione did know is that it seemed they had hugged for hours when it was likely only a few minutes. Then again, the heaviness that came with the word that Harry had died was insuring that time stood practically still even though it was indeed steadily marching on.

Hermione didn't know how long she'd sat there but it would have been obvious to anyone that came upon her that her tea was quite cold and likely not fit to be drank. "I'm good," she lied as she lifted her cup in response to Percy's question. "You're mother made me some tea." Her eyes never left the spot in the yard.

	youngestmformev 2011-11-03 02:12 am UTC (link)
	Percy looked down at the cup and noticed the distinct lack of steam rising from the liquid. He shook his head, and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It looks a little cold. Would you like a refill? Perhaps something to eat? I'm sure Mum's got something suitable in the kitchen." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)