Quills, Quidditch, and Percy Weasley

Chapter Twenty

"I'm sorry, Perce, but you were dreadful," Oliver laughed.
They'd just gotten back from their evening at the Burrow, and they were now standing outside of Oliver's flat recounting the evening.
"I know, Oliver," Percy said, but he was grinning. "That's why I never played in school. I actually cared about my grades."
"Hey!" Oliver exclaimed. "I cared."
"Did you? Or was it just that your mummy wouldn't let you play if you didn't receive good marks?"
Oliver crossed his arms. "Maybe both."
Percy laughed.
"Come on in," Oliver said, suddenly opening the door.
Percy stepped inside and pushed the door shut behind him. He kicked off his shoes beside the door.
"Tea?" Oliver asked, making his way into the kitchen.
"Please," Percy replied, moving over to pet Snitches, who was asleep on the couch.

"Here ya go," Oliver said, handing a steaming cup to Percy and sitting down beside him on the couch.
"Thanks," Percy yawned.
Snitches jumped up from his spot beside Percy and walked across their legs. He then laid down in Oliver's lap.
"Hey buddy," Oliver laughed sleepily, petting the cat.
"I had fun tonight," he said, looking at Percy.
"Me too, Oli," Percy said, a sleepy smile on his face. He reached forward, placed his cup on the coffee table, and laid his head on Oliver's shoulder. Oliver put his arm around Percy.
"I should probably go," Percy whispered, not moving at all. "Gotta get to work early in the morning."
"Don't go," Oliver pleaded.
"Well, what do you suggest instead?" Percy said. Oliver could hear a smile in his voice.
"Stay with me tonight."
"Alright, Oli," Percy said, scooting  closer to Oliver, who just smiled and kept stroking the cat.

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