Percy is persistent, I'll give him that.
Even though my father had told him to leave me alone, he continued with his little plan to find out who I really was.
It'd been weeks and he'd search dozens of Magical Family Trees, including his own for whatever reason, but he'd turned up nothing.
Then came October 30, 1993....
It was a Saturday, and Hufflepuff had just had Quidditch practice, as a Beater I was oblivious going to be there.
Everyone on the the team had been there, including my substitute Maxine O'Flaherty.
On my way out of the showers, I stopped at the end of a T shaped corridor to finish putting my dirty uniform in my bag.
Unfortunately for me, I just happened to be standing in front of a giant wall full of pictures of present and former Hogwarts quidditch players.
They take these pictures every year, and while I like seeing myself up there among dozens of famous quidditch players.... It was horrible timing.
"LUPIN!" Percy yelled down the corridor
"What now Weasley?" I asked, rolling my eyes
After I finished stuffing everything into my bag I looked up at him, just in time to see lightbulb go off in his head.
My head was smack dab in between the Slytherin and Gryffindor quidditch pictures from 1978!
I watched as Percy's eyes went wide and his mouth fell open.
"What? Did you see a ghost? You should be used to them by now, close your mouth before you attract flies!" I stated sarcastically
"You...... You're a...." he couldn't seem to find his words
"I'm a what?"
He slowly moved his arm up to point at the pictures behind me.
"What Weasley, spit it out!"
When I turned around my heart sank. There in all their glory, were the pictures of Sirius and Regulus Black.
Sirius was a Beater for the Gryffindor quidditch team, standing next to James Potter, a Chaser, and my dad, the Gryffindor Seeker.
My Uncle was Slytherin's Seeker.
I thought the best way for me to continue to hide this secret was to blatantly ignore it, even though it was literally staring me in the face!
"Yeah, my dad. He was the Gryffindor Seeker, are you disappointed or something?"
"NOT HIM!"
I ran my hand down my face when he walked down and grabbed last years Hufflepuff picture and placed it over their 1978 picture, right in between Slytherin and Gryffindor.
"You look just like them! How did I miss this?" He sounded annoyed with himself
"Miss what?"
"I know you're not stupid Y/N, I know you see it. You look just like them, you're even the same position as Sirius. I just can't tell which one's your real father."
"That one" I answered, pointing at Remus
"Now you're just being aggravating"
As I started to walk away, he ran back and put the picture where it belonged before following after me.
"Honestly, which one's your dad?"
"Remus, we've been over this."
"Ok, fine, I'll be more direct, which one biologically fathered you?"
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The Golden Son
FanfictionBeing with Percy Weasley isn't easy, he's uptight, snobby, rude, and he can be self centered at times. It's also not easy for Y/N Lupin to go from having only an adoptive father, to having at least a dozen people considering her family. Can Y/N help...
