"It's you being a prat," Fred answered, without even thinking about it. "You don't slink off from your whole family because of a disagreement, and you don't stay away when you know they're in danger because you're afraid you might have to face with a git you really were. No one gives a flying shite whether you apologise, you think mum would care about what you were saying if you actually showed up at the door? Bill's wedding was attacked, and you weren't there. George almost died, did you know that? Died. He could have, and Bill had to hurt someone like he'd never want to. Did you see the report about him killing a Death Eater who would have killed your brother? Did that one cross your desk? And when we all should have been coming together, where the hell were you?" Because if Percy was going to think he was being a man, he was going to hear about what sort of man he'd been.