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!status: complete, ^date: november 16 2003, character: percy weasley

Who: Percy Weasley
What: Looking up an old file
Where: Percy's flat
When: November 16, 10pm
Rating: PG

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Listening to the WWN on Saturday had led to a revelation for Percy. Ever since his meeting with Hermione earlier this week, he'd been puzzled by the familiarity he felt upon thinking of her name in conjunction with those of Ernie Macmillan (his hit-wizard escort) and Michael Corner, but upon hearing Zacharias Smith's bit on the radio, it all came together in his mind.

He waited until he was home again after spending a bit of time at the Burrow - his mum had worried about him ever since hearing about Penelope, as she remembered how much he'd cared for her once - and opened his closet to face a set of shelves he had made that went up the left wall. Along the shelves were row upon row of boxes, all miniaturized until they were about the size of two packs of playing cards. He took out a purple notebook from the top shelf and glanced at the index he had created before taking a box from the shelves, taking it over to the bed where he sat down, placing the box on the blanket before him.

Before he could open it, however, he was interrupted by the arrival of his newest roommate, Obsidian. The cat nuzzled its nose against the box then looked up to Percy as if to ask what was in it, and if it was edible. He pet its black fur, thankful for the silent company as he opened the box and pulled out the file he sought.

DA: Defence Association or Dumbledore's Army

After the Battle of Hogwarts, as the dust settled and heavy hearts mourned the dead, Percy's family had eventually headed back to the Burrow. Percy, however, had promised to meet them there, stating he needed to pick up some things from his flat if he was going to be with them for a while. Instead of his flat, however, he'd gone to the Ministry. With those complicit with the Death Eaters either captured or on the run, his main thought had been about what would happen come time for their trials, and whether someone would have time to destroy the files before they could be used as evidence. He'd had help from a pair of maintenance witches who had access to the entire Ministry but were often overlooked by the higher ups, and had copied as much as he could before finally making his way to the Burrow at nearly midnight. His parents had still been up, waiting for him, and while they had been originally upset that he'd gone to the Ministry instead of being with his family, they'd actually allowed him to explain. After he'd finished, for the first in a very long time, he saw pride in his father's eyes, directed at him.

The files had come in handy, as a significant portion of the originals had 'disappeared' at some point before the trials were to begin.

This particular box contained documents he'd copied from Dolores Umbridge's files. Neither he nor Minister Fudge had been fully apprised of everything that had happened at Hogwarts under her command, and since he'd had the files, he hadn't really taken the time to look it up as it was but one of hundreds of files cluttering up his closet.

Perhaps now was as good a time as any to see exactly what this DA was all about.