Who: Percy and Fred and George :-) What: Dinner and drinkies When: Tonight Where: Twins' flat Rating: Er. There might be some language? Open/Complete: Closed/Incomplete
Like all Weasleys Percy was sometimes given to rash displays of emotion that really would have been better off undisplayed. When he had invited himself to this...whatever this was, he had been in the midst of one of those displays. Just one brief conversation with a dangerous man, one little bit of suggestion, and Percy was suddenly leaping and diving into the futre, into the horrible possible outcomes.
So he had panicked. Which was the only reason he ever would have invited himself to the flat of the two brothers who were always most demonstrative in their dislike of him.
Luckily he came prepared: a hideously overpriced bottle of firewhiskey and a steaming sack full of spicy, hot, bloody good curry and na'an from a Muggle place near his own flat.
Feeling awkward, tense, and not a little bit unwelcome despite his warning the twins ahead of time, he balanced the bag and bottle in one arm and knocked on the door.