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Tweak says, "let's....get....dangerous"

Percy Ignatius Weasley (youngestmformev) wrote in pandorarpg,
@ 2011-11-12 01:37:00

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!status: complete, ^date: november 02 2003, character: ginny weasley, character: percy weasley

Who: Percy and Ginny Weasley
What: Getting his ~~brother~~ sister out of trouble, the usual
Where: Percy's flat, Ministry of Magic
When: November 2, 2003 - 12:30ish

Percy had woken up early the night before from the recurrance of that terrible nightmare. He was used to recurring nightmares - had the same one for the last five years - but this one had nothing to do with the Battle or Fred or accusations of any kind. Frankly, it confused him, and it worried him that Daphne had something similar happen as well.

And that bloody mark on his neck hadn't faded yet. He'd asked George about it, and of course his brother claimed to have nothing to do with it. Typical.

He'd finally begun preparing to head over to the Burrow for the afternoon when he heard the floo come to life.

"Excuse me, Mister Weasley?"

He lay the cloak he'd just picked up over his arm and walked over to address the face that had appeared in his fireplace. "Yes? What can I do for you?"

"Well, Sir, there's a situation at the Ministry that we require you for."

Percy winced at the man's bad English. Just what he needed, a work emergency to keep him from his family's side, not that they really wanted him there anyway, but it was the principle of the matter. "Isn't this something that could wait until Tuesday? I believe I had left word that I've a family emergency."

"That's why I'm contacting you, Sir," the man replied. "Normally we'd call Arthur for this sort of thing, but we know him and Molly thought of Potter like a son and we didn't want to bother them if we didn't have to, and I've seen you at the DMLE staff meetings and I figured you might want to take care of this one yourself."

Percy sighed and moved to pinch the bridge of his nose. "And what, pray tell, is it I need to take care of?"

"Your sister, Sir."

He froze. His sister?! "Pardon me, but... are you certain you mean my sister, and not my brother?" Because that would be the more logical option.

"Oh, no Sir. Definitely your sister. Ginevra Weasley."

There it was, then. "I will be there momentarily. Thank you for bringing this to my attention, rather than my parents."

"Yes, Sir," the man said before disappearing from the fireplace.

Percy stood there several moments, resisting the urge to scream. That would be undignified, and it wouldn't help either. His sister. SISTER. At the DMLE. His face instinctively froze into a professional, if stony, expression as he put on his cloak, grabbed a pinch of floo powder, and stpped into the fireplace.

He quickly made his way through the Ministry, and upon his arrival at the DMLE, was explained exactly what had occurred to result in his sister being held in custody. He simply nodded in stony silence as the story unfolded. When he was asked if he would accept responsibility for his sister upon release, he agreed and signed the appropriate papers. Moments later, he was finally escorted down a featureless hallway, finally approaching where his sister was held.

He stood before the barred and spelled door, an eyebrow raised as he took in the sight of his bloody sister in a jail cell. He didn't speak, merely looked at her, as if expecting her to disappear and all of this to be a dream.

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ginny_gin
2011-11-12 07:20 am UTC (link)

All things considering, a few hours in the cooler was mostly a dull experience. They had brought her in, given her a glass of water, and, after a healer checked that nothing was broken, they left her alone with nary a magazine to occupy her.

Smith hadn't killed Harry. Likely he had nothing to do with it at all. It both pained and relieved her to admit that. On the one hand, there really was no way a talentless git like Smith could ever come close to doing someone like Harry in, but on the other... that left Ginny with nothing. She was no closer to finding out the truth.

She spent an hour or two with her head in her hands, mostly feeling exhausted, hungry and drained. She only hoped they wouldn't tell her parents. They didn't need that kind of pain right then. They really didn't. She would accept any charges filed against her if it meant they wouldn't drag her parents in.

And then they told her they were bringing in Percy, of all people. And then suddenly he was standing at the door, a typical, soddish expression on his pinched face.

"Hey, Perce." She forced a grin, just about kicked her feet up on the bench. "Fancy meeting you here. Care to join me?"

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youngestmformev
2011-11-12 02:28 pm UTC (link)

The hair at the back of Percy's neck stood on end, for if he didn't know better, he'd have sworn it was Fred speaking to him from Ginny's face.

He maintained his dignity, however difficult it was, and didn't overtly react. "I am here to bring you home," he said simply and plainly - best so as not to say something he'd regret later. "You've been released into my recognizance."

He nodded to the officer standing next to him, who drew a wand to release a number of spells before finally opening the door. Percy waited - he would react when they weren't in the presence of other people, particularly those he worked with.