harry potter imagines

010.|| i got yours [p.w.]

summary // percy never thought he would fall for someone who sucks sugar quills held with ink-stained hands.

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[Left Handed!Reader]

[Gryffindor!Reader]
[I know that you're getting annoyed that almost all of this are not House-Neutral. I am so sorry.]

[7th Year]

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I Got Yours

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You held your bag with your ink-smudged left hand as you strolled to your next class, History of Magic. It was a pretty boring subject, but it was pretty interesting for you. There were only two students interested in that class.

Percy and You.

Percy just pays attention to the class for his NEWTs and he needs to pass it, but for you, it was really interesting for you.

But admit it, Percy is quite good looking.

Well, it can be pretty boring, but you got your trusty Sugar Quill with you. You suck on it a lot, in case you want something sweet to suck in.

You entered the room, your eyes meeting several students who came early.

You walked to the nearest chair, and sat on it. There's someone sitting at your left side, but you really don't mind it.

You looked at their direction, seeing the familiar red hair of the Weasley family. It was Percy Weasley for sure.

Professor Binns then popped on the board, startling other jumpy seventh years.

Fifteen minutes later, the class is copying down notes as Professor Binns discussed today's lesson with his monotone vacuum cleaner voice.

You put your quill down, as you popped your knuckles from a long time writing.

You looked at your parchment, seeing a lot of ink-written letters, slightly smudged due to you writing with your left hand.

You looked at the side of your hand. It was almost black.

You didn't notice Percy also put his quill down on its ink bottle to rest his hands, too.

Finally, you absent mindedly took some quill and sucked on it, expecting a sweet taste, but it's not.

You spat it, looking at the quill you are sucking.

It was Percy's.

You quickly looked at your Sugar Quill abandoned on its ink bottle, and then to him.

You saw him eyeing at you like a second tongue sprouted on your nostrils.

He finally got into his senses and said,

"That's... Mine..."

You looked horrified, as you handed it to him gingerly.

"S-sorry... I thought.. It was m-mine..."

You reasoned awkwardly, scratching the back of your neck.

"Don't mind it. I noticed that you're left handed so you grabbed the quill at your left. I understand."

Percy assured you, taking his own quill from you, and started writing again.

You proceeded to lift your quill and write on your parchment, sucking your quill in the process.

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[Dinner, Great Hall]

You flopped on the long chairs, as your long day's at its end.

Again, you got stuck with Percy at your left side. It's awkward, of course, but you're really hungry and desperate to eat.

You filled your plate with variety of foods, and began to eat your meal.

Enjoying the food, you grabbed a goblet at the table and gulped it down.

Setting it down, you turned your attention back on your meal.

"What the-"

You heard Percy said it, confusion obvious in his voice. But you didn't care, its his problem, anyway.

"Who drank in my goblet?"

He asked again, and this time, you looked at him.

You saw the goblet you drank in, and assumed that it was yours he was holding.

"Excuse me, but that's my goblet."

You said nonplussed.

He turned at you, and pointing at the untouched goblet at your right side.

"That-" Percy pointed out. "-is yours."

Your eyes widened as you looked at your own goblet.

"I-I got yours..."

"-again."

He added, making you more embarrassed.

You lifted your hands at your virgin lips.

You indirectly kissed him.

KISSED HIM.

INDIRECTLY.

You thought, facepalming in your mind.

You glanced at him, who placed his lips on the rim on the cup, tipping it and drank.

"Don't worry. I understand."

He kissed back.

You thought, blushing furiously.

"Hey, [Name]?"

Percy called, and you looked at him.

"I like you. I just realized earlier when you got my quill."

"I-i think I also do.."

He smiled, linking your left hand with his right, and making you struggle to eat with your right hand.

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