Percy turned and smiled at his brother. Even though he was expecting it, it was still always just a small shock to see him there, but it was comforting to know that he hadn’t just been a figment of his own imagination when he’d been stuck there.
He grinned, “I’m fine, Fred… I, well, I actually just became Minister.” He beamed, rather proud of himself. The speech had gone better than intended, and everyone seemed to approve of Hermione and Daphne joining him as his assistants.
“Are you alright?” Percy asked, suddenly not sure what to say.