"I'm not opposed to marriage," Justin quickly clarified. "I was ready to take that step, even though - perhaps - I had entered into it...somewhat on the quick side. So, I see what you're saying. And I'm 19, actually. And you're not much older, so it's not like you're an old man with nothing to offer someone else." Not unattractive or lacking charisma? He could work with that, perhaps when sober. He really wished Percy wasn't wearing Malfoy's skin at the moment.
He couldn't believe he was even thinking that right now.
"Percy," he said, softer. "I understand what it's like to not get on with your family, to be angry with them, to...have that mutual animosity with people you're supposed to love, who are supposed to love you, unconditionally. Maybe you're more mature than me, not just in age but in knowing how to deal with that. Maybe it gets better?" His eyes seemed to plead for a brief moment, making his words something more like 'please tell me it gets better.' "Even burnt bridges can be rebuilt, perhaps."