Percy frowned as Justin explained his story. He dropped a hand on Justin’s shoulder and squeezed it gently. “Unfortunately, I think you’ve picked the wrong Weasley brother for this sort of talk.” Percy said softly, and then slid off the bed until he was sitting next to Justin.
“I could give you all the figures on how unlikely it is for relationships that start in Hogwarts to last, or how most marriages end in divorce, and well, I could give you a handful of cliches about how it’s better to found out now than to figure it out later. But… it’s terrible, Justin. I’m really, very sorry for what you’ve been through. But you’ll find someone, maybe even someone who will make you feel greater.” Percy said softly.
“My first love got knocked up by my older brother. And… at least that probably wont happen to you?”