The Rhythm Of Life // 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂 𝓦𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓵𝓮𝔂

[𝐈𝐗] 𝑬𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏

Birds chirped under the sun which showed no signs of cooling down, Percy completely immersed in his sunbathe. He sighed, soaking in every part of nature, enjoying what was presented to him. Although, he could feel digestive juices unpleasantly squishing inside of him.

   "Percy, there you are!" he heard a familiar voice yell. "I've been looking for you all over the place, Fred and George didn't know where you were — didn't tell me — was so concerned — at least tell me!" Sludgie and Percy turned around to see Molly standing there behind them. With her hand on her waist, her face contained some sort of anger.

   "I've been calling out for you for ages! And you're just laying here?" She said, "Don't you care about your mother, Percy?"

   "Ofcourse, I do mum bu—"

   "No 'buts' Percival, you wander off alone, never even care to spend time with your siblings, you're always out here, aren't you?"

   "Yes, mother bu—"

   "But, what? Percy, But what?" she asked angrily. "You never care for your family, you never spend time with me, your father or your siblings." Percy pouted and looked across the landscape where his siblings ran after each other, laughing and giggling.

   "What did you think you were doing?" she said. "First you were always in that darned room and now you're always outside and either way you don't even try to talk to your siblings."

   "Mother, I will try!"

   "When? Have you ever tried to get along with them?"

   "Inside, now!"

Without another word Percy moved inside the house, his eyes burning in tears. Molly sat down on her chair in confusion, going into deep thinking. Percy dramatically threw himself on the stairwell waiting for his mother to address him but she was too busy and consumed in her thoughts to notice. He sniffed and rushed up the stairs like some angsty teenager.

The door was soon enough slammed shut. He sat on his bed and after a few minutes, rivers started to flow out of his eyes. All he wished for right now, was that Ron didn't walk in.

He entered his room and shut his door. Tears kept falling down and wouldn't stop. Sludgie was still downstairs glaring at his mother. Molly felt a shiver down her spine and shifted on her chair uncomfortably. If God had given him the ability to eat with his eyes he would've already eaten Molly out of anger with the power of his eyes which didn't exist.

Percy drowned himself in angry tears, biting his bottom lip, before he heard a WHOOSH! Sludgie had entered the room and Percy started to angrily punch him, "Wh-where were you?"

   "It's okay, Perce, your mother was just a little upset. Okay?"

   "So?"

   "I think you should start mixing with your siblings more, yes?"

Percy nodded grumpily, maybe he should. Percy's nose was already extremely red and his face was flushed. He sucked on his bottom lip trying not to cry anymore. He did want friends after all, so, it was between befriending his siblings or putting up wanted posters : 'Wanted! A friend for a nine year old who wants to take over the world, preferably a smart sidekick, will not be paid with money, but with loyalty' or something stupid like that. 

   "I want friends." He grumpily announced. Startled, Sludgie let out a laughter which quickly died down with the glare he received from Percy.