Last Chance At.... Love?- Perciver

Where Is That Kid?

Oliver

Its our first last day at Hogwarts. I mean how strange is that I feel like I just got here. I feel like so little and all to much has changed in seven years.

Walking to put my stuff, mainly my new robe on, I look at my old bed and smile, I flop arms spread wide back onto my bed.
This was a ritual for me, I have done it since the first day I got the bed. I close my eyes and take in a deep breath smelling all the wood and linen, and faint smell of moth balls. Mothballs? Wait, why, it should not smell like mothballs... Percy would freak. I sit up surveying the room. Where is all of Perry's stuff? He should have been here yesterday. I get up and try and go find a Weasley.
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Of course I find the twins first. The loud obnoxious twins who dont ever tell you anything straight... it's always a game with those two.

" Where's Percy?" I ask, it seemed a simple enough question, I mean it's what I wanted to know.

"Why does it matter to you?" Ask Fred, I know it's Fred cause his left eye is slightly more closed than the right.

"Cause his stuff isn't here. So where is he... Did he miss the train?"

"Oh bloody hell no, he is in his NEW room." This time George replies.

"New room? Why?" I reply slightly hurt that he wanted to leave me that bad.

"Cause Perfect Percy got what he wanted."

"Wait a god stoped minute, he's the prefect? That's great he is ecstatic isn't he?"

"Sure let's go with that." They say. I have never heard that much sour when the twins where talking about their brother, but I decide to ask Percy himself.