Being 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...
As soon as I said the word 'pink' he knew where I was taking him.
He didn't have a chance to say anything or try to talk me into going somewhere else before I apparated us to Hogsmeade.
Percy took a deep breath, closing his eyes and letting out an irritated groan as we stood outside the shop.
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I couldn't help but laugh, apparently it was now my turn to irritate my partner in today's schedule.
"Really? Out of everywhere on the planet, you chose to bring us here?" He asked, finally opening his eyes again to look down at me.
"Really, we can't leave the area. You know that, we only have a handful of options."
"And you had to pick the girliest one in Hogsmeade?"
"Yup"
When we walked in I hadn't been expecting my former classmates to actually have been right, they could be overly dramatic sometimes but this definitely wasn't one of those times, the interior of the tea shop was gaudy!
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Percy sat down at the table farthest from the door, facing the wall in an effort to not be seen by his siblings if they were to pass by.
He didn't seem to mind being seen with me but he definitely didn't want to be seen HERE.
I walked up to the counter ordering Earl Grey Tea and a piece of Battenberg Cake for myself, and Green Tea and a piece of cake for him.
The cake I'd ordered for him was meant as a joke, I had absolutely no idea if he liked carrot cake or not, I did however know he didn't particularly care about what kind of tea he had.
I'd always assumed that his lack of caring what kind of tea he drank was due to having so many siblings and the fact his parents weren't exactly wealthy but I wasn't sure.
After I paid for everything Madame Puddifoot handed me what I'd ordered on a carrying tray that I then carried over to the table Percy had picked.
He didn't look up when I put the cup of tea and the cake in front of him, he was still trying to make sure no one saw him in this specific shop.
