Percy I. Weasley (pl_percy) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2010-01-26 18:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 january, oliver wood, percy weasley, verity jones |
Who: Verity, Percy, and Oliver
Where: Random corridor, and then outside
When: Tuesday evening
What: Verity has something, or rather someone, to gush about.
Status/Rating: Incomplete, low
It had been another long day of reading and researching for Percy. So long that he had made Oliver leave early, lest he drool on any of Madame Pince's precious tomes in his sleep. He didn't want to be scowled at by association. Percy had worked diligently to get on the woman's good side. It had taken years to get a smile out of her.
He was just a few feet away from the library, books hugged to his chest, when something tugged on his robes and dragged him to a stop. Or, rather, someone.
"Pardon–" Percy began to round with a sharp admonishment on his tongue, but it withered off when he fully turned and saw it was Verity. "Oh, good evening Verity."