"You usually have a sixth sense about these things,"
It was stange how familiar it all felt ; to have Percy just a handstretch away. Part of her - a large part, she cuold admit - wanted nothing more than to splay out her fingers and touch him.
But she'd lost that right a lifetime ago.
"Thanks for coming, I'm sorry if I seemed melodramatic in the journals."
She moved further from him - curling up in defence as she wrapped her arms around her knees and ignored the cold seeping through her robes.
"Do you remember the last owl I sent you? It was the last one I sent before I left the wizarding world."
"I found their wands, Perce. Did I ever tell you that?"