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Percy Ignatius Weasley ([info]youngestmformev) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2011-12-26 11:22:00

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Entry tags:!status: complete, ^date: november 09 2003, character: george weasley, character: hermione granger, character: percy weasley, character: ron weasley

Who: Percy Weasley & OPEN TO ALL WEASLEYS (Biological and honourary)
What: Sunday Brunch at the Burrow
Where: The Burrow
When: November 9, 11 AM
Rating: PGish




In five years, Percy had yet to miss Sunday Brunch with his family. After the regretful events of the past, and the loss of Fred, he had promised to himself and his mother that he would come, and he always did, even when he was sick or tired due to a late night doing paperwork. Even when he felt at his worst and didn't want his family to see him that way, he came. Perhaps it was a sort of penance, or simply a man doing his duty - or perhaps it was nothing more than a boy's need to be with his Mum.

Whichever it was, there he was, as usual, trying to get his mother to allow him to help her in the kitchen while she proceeded to force him to sit at the table, declaring he was (again) far too thin and needed some good food in him. As he sat down, he was met by a knowing look from his father, as if to say You know better than to argue with her, why else do you think I spend so much time with my plugs?

As a heaping plate of food was placed before him, he sighed, but was thankful for small favours, for in the melee, at least neither of them had mentioned hearing about his little faux pas the morning before. The last thing he needed was a lecture from his Mum.


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[info]youngestmformev
2011-12-31 03:30 am UTC (link)
Percy stiffened as they spoke their conclusions. Suddenly self-conscious about the spot, he reached up to straighten out his collar in an effort to hide it from view.

"At no time did I state I was having nightmares of any kind," he argued, his face stiff, but still facing away from his family. "And even if I were, it would be nobody's business but my own."

He turned a knob on the sink to start filling it with water, intending to wash the dishes to give him something else to focus on. "If you want to help, bring me your dishes so Mum doesn't have to do the cleaning."

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