A Prefect Storm || Percy Weasly X female reader

Chapter 6: The aftermath

Y/n POV
Y/n sat alone on her bed alone staring at the spot Percy had just been. Percy her potions tutor, Percy who had kissed her, Percy who ran away and left her here wondering what she had done to make him flee.
"I'm sorry, I let my emotions get the best of me" That's what he had said to her before he left. What did it mean? Did he regret kissing her? That had to be it. Y/n's heart was still racing and her stomach full of butterflies, she wished he had stayed. No, no I don't wish that she stopped all thoughts of kissing Percy. Last week I hated him, I was stuck in detention with him and couldn't stand him. I do not have feelings for Percy Weasley. She reminded herself getting off her bed and ready for dinner. He is pretentious and stubborn, we are barely even friends. Y/n forced these thoughts into her mind, willing the butterflies to go away and the thoughts of Percy's lips on hers to go away with them. Taking a deep breath and straightening her robe she put her hand on the door and opened it to walk toward the dining hall ready to put this whole ordeal behind her. If Percy regretted their kiss let it bother him. She was above it, above him, it didn't bother her one bit.

Percy's POV
Percy was still in bed staring at the ceiling when Oliver came in.
"Oi! Percy it's time for dinner" Oliver said, opening the curtains around Percy's bed. Percy slowly got up looking at his friend's concerned face. "You disappeared at Hogsmeade I was worried"
"I'm fine" Percy forced out standing up and moving toward the door. He was barely present as they walked toward the dining hall. She is going to hate me. She will never speak to me again. I have messed up everything. Percy had seen the look on y/n's face after he kissed her. It was his first kiss, she probably thought it was terrible, it had shown on her face. Percy replayed the moment in his mind. Y/n sitting there on her bed in silent shock.
As they approached the dining hall Percy's stomach churned. How was he supposed to ever face her again? The churning turned into a full blown backflip when he saw her sitting at the Gryffindor table face lit up with laughter at something Angelica had said. Oh how Percy wished he could make her laugh like that. Instead he had ruined any friendship they had formed and completely shattered his chances with her. Percy and Oliver sat down at the table. Oliver next to y/n and Percy across from him. Y/n wouldn't even look at him. Percy's suspicions were confirmed, She was back to hating him just like at the beginning of term. Percy sat through dinner quiet as a mouse pretending to read his book, when really he was just beating himself up for his stupid actions from the past afternoon.

Author's note
Hey, so I really didn't expect this to get as many reads as it has 🫣. I have kept writing the story just as a creative writing outlet so I will edit and post the chapters I have written and then probably keep the story going from there. Thanks for reading lol.