wl_mods (wl_mods) wrote in wizard_love, @ 2011-02-16 00:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | *fic, 2011, pansy, percy |
Special delivery for psyfic
Title: The Five Step Plan to Win Yourself a Slytherin (or The Five Step Plan to Get a Slytherin Really, Really Mad at You)
Author:
Recipient's LJ name: psyfic
Pairing: Percy/Pansy
Rating: NC-17
Summary "It was the perfect plan. And like all good plans, it was simple. Percy had abandoned the idea of complex plans after his first attempt at regulating cauldron bottom thickness had ended up in a triple homicide."
Word Count: ~2500
Warnings/Content: Dangerously thin cauldron bottoms. *g*
Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's/Artist's notes: Dear psyfic, I was tempted to write Snape/Umbridge, but I decided not to go there. *g* Thank you to A for the beta!
Step 1: Come Up With a Plan
It was the perfect plan. And like all good plans, it was simple.
Percy had abandoned the idea of complex plans after his first attempt at regulating cauldron bottom thickness had ended up in a triple homicide. To this day, Percy still wasn't sure why an extra centimetre made such a difference. It wasn't as though it was difficult to make the cauldrons thicker. It only amounted to an extra sickle or so per cauldron. Still, the cauldron companies were furious at his suggestions, and he had to spend meeting after meeting placating them. After the tenth meeting that had run into dinnertime, Percy realised that he didn't really care that much about cauldron bottom thickness anymore. Sure, there were problems when the inferior cauldrons were overheated, but it wasn't worth re-writing his paper after every stakeholder meeting.
There were better ways to change the world. There had to be. Percy knew that he just had to find one of them.
Unfortunately, the cause for house elves was already taken, and frankly, Percy couldn't see the point of forced liberty anyway. But he was sure that there were other causes out there that were far more worthy than ensuring cauldron bottoms were at least 3.64 centimetres and made out of an alloy that was resistant to over 400 degrees.
It was a warm Monday morning, full of meetings, minutes and papers, when Percy found his new calling. He was juggling rolls of parchment when it suddenly came to him. It was the perfect idea. A piece of paper floated from the pile in his arms and fell to the ground, but he didn't move to pick it up. The piece of paper – detailing the minutes of the previous meeting with the cauldron company representatives – just wasn't important to him anymore. Not compared to his new plan.
It really was a good plan; Percy congratulated himself. He couldn't help grinning. No, it was an excellent plan. And more importantly, it didn't need project schedules or charts or graphs to implement.
Like the best plans, his plan was all about hearts and minds. The regulations were already there – thanks to the tireless work of Hermione Granger. Percy had admired her singular will to achieve what she set her mind to, and he definitely agreed with her latest goal. But she was going about it all the wrong way. The Cultural Reform Act 2015 simply wasn't doing its job properly. People still weren't hiring Slytherins if they could help it; Percy couldn't remember the last time somebody he knew had dated one.
But Percy knew how to fix it.
It was all about setting an example. It was all about showing people that not all Slytherins were Death Eaters and that most of them were ordinary, hardworking people. It was all about somebody taking the first step. It was all about somebody being willing to stand out of the crowd, to stand up for what was right.
And Percy knew he was the right fellow for that.