not_weatherby (not_weatherby) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-09-05 14:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 september, fred weasley, percy weasley |
Who: Fred and Percy Weasley
What: Talking.
Where: Hogwarts grounds, the memorial
When: Monday Evening.
Percy had been nervous about addressing the Wizengamot, but things had gone well, and the two ladies he’d offered positions to accepted without a second thought. It was perfect. Things were falling into place. He’d skipped Weasley family dinner, he’d told is mother he was much too tired after the days ordeals, and though she seemed a little disappointed, she told him she understood.
But Percy didn’t go home, no, he went to Hogsmeade, and walked his way over to the castle. He needed to talk to Fred, he needed Fred’s approval, and honestly he should have gotten it before he accepted the position. But something had told him to stay away from his ghost brother until today. When people asked where he was going, he’d just told them that he was going to pay his respects to the memorial, which was important on relevant days like this. He certainly couldn’t tell them that the Minister was making a conscious decision to seek out the ghost of his dead brother, that would have been terrible.
He knew that Fred walked along school grounds, and that if he’d seen Bellatrix elsewhere, than Fred might be elsewhere too, but this was the last place he’d seen his brother, so he had to try. “Fred…?” He called out gently.