The True Half-Blood Prince

Chapter 12: Pensieve Percy

"Weasley can save anything,
He never leaves a single ring,
That's why Gryffindors all sing:
Weasley is our King!"

The crowd of Gryffindor students chanted and picked Ron up by his legs,carrying him in victory. He had deflected eleven Bludgers and Quaffles from going through the hoops.

He saved Gryffindor one-hundred and ten points! It was also one of Gryffindor's all-time records to block that amount of goals throughout a single game!

"You really shouldn't have given both Ron and Percy the Felix Felisis, Harry," Hermoine sneered, folding her arms as Ron had a great time, "You know it's cheating."

Percy snorted, "It's not cheating if you didn't actually use it."

Harry widened his eyes at Percy and took the full vial of liquid luck out of his pocket.

"How did you know?" he asked Percy.

"I saw that the bottle still had the Felix Felisis in it," Percy lied, "And I knew that you aren't the type of guy to cheat."

Harry raised his eyebrow as he placed the vial safely back into his pocket. After the crowd put Ron on the ground, Lavender Brown appeared. Harry just stared at what happened next, hoping- pleading- that Hermoine wouldn't take it too seriously.

Lavender Brown kissed Ron (on the lips, to be specific), who certainly looked like he was returning the favour. Hermoine frowned and, as quickly as she felt hurt, she left the Home Room. Percy noticed this and suggested that he and Harry followed her.

Hermoine was sitting on the steps in one of Hogwart's courtyards. Percy could tell that there were tears pouring down her face. He could have easily wiped them off with his powers, but he knew that he couldn't risk his true identity, even if one of his friends had a broken heart.

"Hermoine?" Harry asked as they walked slowly towards her. It was night time now, the three of them were alone in the courtyard as she wept on the steps.

"H-hi," Hermoine sniffed as Percy placed a supportive hand on her shoulder, "Sorry, you didn't have to come see me."

"We were worried," Percy said, sitting next to her.

Harry sat on the other side. Hermoine slowly rested her head on his shoulder, tears subsiding. She asked him, "Do you sometimes feel mad when you see Ginny with Dean, Harry?"

Harry frowned and rubbed his hand over the temples of his headand. He really did make it that obvious. Both Percy and Hermoine already knew about his crush on Ginny. He sighed and replied, "Yeah, sometimes."

She turned to Percy, "And does it happen to you when you see Annabeth with another guy?"

Percy thought back to the time in which Annabeth was obsessed with trying to save Luke Castellan, the Son of Hermes, during the Titan War. He was jealous whenever she brought his name up. If she felt connected to another guy like that now, Percy wouldn't just be mad- he'd be furious.

"All the time," Percy answered, "but I know that whatever happens with relationships... Annabeth and I will still be the closest and best of friends, you know?"

That was partly true. Percy knew that he and Annabeth would be even more than just 'best friends', but he tried to say it in a way that Hermoine could relate to.