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Percy I. Weasley (pompous_percy) wrote in strugglewithin,

He glanced down at the robes and felt his face burn in spite of all attempts to stay relatively collected. He cleared his throat delicately.

"Yes. That's...you're quite right, I think." He quickly shoved them back between two sets of brown robes.

The last thing he expected was for her to ask over him, and he studied her expression for a long moment, trying to decide whether or not she was being sincere. Strangely, he thought she was.

"Well enough," he said. "Considering...everything." He didn't dare say too much - not in public, but when she said he felt compelled to say something about the wedding, and even looked shame-faced about it.

"I am, too," he said. "But, it was not a good time. The Minister...I was working...and it's supposed to be a cheerful day. I don't think I could have lasted the whole ceremony without being hexed by Fred or George." There was a note of bitterness there, but mostly because of the birthday gift he'd received.