eternally yours ,, percy weasley (REWRITING)

IV. december 26th, 1991

" okay, he gave you a sweater that ONLY his family has and that we know is cherished, it totally not a big deal tiara." cassiopeia said with a smug look on her face as she put a spoonful of oatmeal in her mouth. tiara would be lying if she said that she didn't stay up for most of the night, wearing the jumper that for some reason smelt faintly of chocolate and rosemary, staring at the ceiling. for some reason, she didn't find herself falling asleep until 4 in the morning, just staying up, contemplating why he would give her such a precious thing. if this was supposed to be a short noticed and rushed gift she should feel sour about, he failed miserably. she had told him her favorite colors were yellow and black in one letter and he had guessed that she was a hufflepuff. remembering such a small minuscule detail was so percy-like since it pointed directly to her identity.

"hello, earth to titi, we need you down here" priya said as she nudged her shoulder, knocking tiara out of her head and back to the hall they were eating breakfast in, or in her case; trying to. "right but i mean he just started responding so we don't know how much 'T' could possibly mean to him plus its not that big of a deal. its like if i gave one of you a jumper." the light skin girl rationalized as she took a sip of her coffee, sneaking a glance at percy before making eye contact with the only slytherin at the table. "it is in no way the same thing tiara, i'm beginning to think you're not that bright at all," she pointed her spoon back at the hufflepuff as she opened her mouth to explain. "if i gave one of you a jumper it wouldn't matter because we're close friends but 'T' is a person who he clearly knows has some type of crush or infatuation with him and he gives them a 'handmade' jumper? you've obviously piqued his interest and it's rather hard to tear him away from anything that isn't studies-related." she added emphasis on the word handmade as she talked expressively with her spoon. "that isss unless you're penelope clearwater." the obsidian haired said, trying to catch her friends attention and bait her into saying something about the girl. but she was met with a harsh slap on her head from the slytherin in return.

if tiara wasn't deeply delusional, she might've believed cassiopeia words...might've. "whatever, i don't even care anymore," lie. "and we shouldn't be theorizing on his intentions, we should be getting ready to go outside and enjoy our break like normal students," she said as her eyes followed percy as he collected his things. "so good day to you ladies and i shall see you when you're acting normal and rational." she ended her little rant of untruths and delusionality, rising from her seat as a certain ginger did as well, steping toward the door in pace with him as he exited the hall soon after her.

"hello percy, congratulations on being made head boy." she said as she slowed a bit as he caught up to her. slowing his stride as he looked towards the girl who played with the end of her braid. "thank you, and you are..?" he asked as he looked down slightly at her, trying to connect a name to a face but he was coming up with nothing. "uh, tiara king, we take potions together." she said, the last part of her sentence coming off a bit rushed. if she were a liar, she would say she was perfectly fine and overjoyed to talk to him but in reality, she was nervous and questioning why she started the interaction in the first place. "well, thank you tiara."

he looked down at her with such a calculated look that she could almost hear the gears turning in his head. his eyes flickered from her black & yellow hair stick to her hufflepuff scarf. he was about to open his mouth and say something but was (thankfully in her opinion) interrupted by his mischievous younger brothers. "now i've seen it all-" "perfect perce has got himself a girlfriend?" the two red heads taunted, tiara feeling an arm slide over her shoulders, thanking the stars someone had saved her from an awkward discovery. "nice to meet you miss," "we're your brother in laws," "gred and," "forge, at your service"

percy's face turned red, though she couldn't tell if it was from embarrassment or annoyance. with a scoff he focused his sight back on tiara. "i bid you adieu ms king, hopefully our next interaction shall not be so rudely interrupted." his words held a sharp tone that seemed to chastise his brothers while still remaining respectful towards her.

as he sauntered away, she couldn't help but tune out the world. watching him leave with hopes in her mind of a future interaction.