Last Chance At.... Love?- Perciver

Heart Attack

To be honest I don't really care about Oliver's summer, but if I get him to talk he won't make me talk.

He talked about how he saw some family, but he mainly spent all his time planning exercises for the quidditch season this year.

Let me tell you once Oliver talking about quidditch, it's hard to get him to stop. I being not the most athletic, or interested in the sport, it was now like another languge.

"Annnd, Percy isn't listening to me," he says in the same tone.

"Sorry, what?" I say proving him right. He laughs to himself.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Oh nothing," I reply brushing off the question. Finally, I found the car that my 'friends' are in, "Well this is my car," I point out preventing the interrogation to come, from Oliver, and I slip into the train car.

"What where you doing talking to Wood?" Penelope questions almost immediately, after the door is closed. You see I know Penelope likes me. That's no news. But I also know that Eliot likes her tremendously, not that I'm interested anyway.

"Because, he's my one of my house mates." I point out, sitting on all of Elliott's stuff that he didn't move yet.

"Hey," he cries out, "my notes, your sitting on my notes!"

Penelope, and I laugh at his outbreak. I get up, and move over to Penelope.

The three of us are kind of like... well like three kids stuck together.

Elliot. He is a strange character. He has very rat like features, and mousy hair and eyes. When I first met him i thought he looked attractive, and don't get me wrong he is, it's just that, he looks surprisingly like if Oliver and Harry had a kid. Sharing a similar skin tone to Harry, but having the excitement, and hair of Oliver. And that put me off.

Penny, she's the closest thing I've got to a friend. She has kind eyes, and long curly hair. If I where attracted to her I would have been smitten. But unfortunately that's not the case.

Penelope and Elliot, talk about classes, knowing not to bother me when I'm in my head. About ten minutes from Hogwarts I realise... I'm prefect. I'm Griffindors Prefect.

"Oh my god!" I shout, hands frantically running throught my hair, head falling between my legs, "I'm prefect!"

"Yeah, bud we know," Penelope huffs, patting me on the back, " you told us already."

"I know, But I'M the prefect! How am I going to do it. My siblings won't listen to me. I can barely-"

"Jesus Christ, Percy, you'll do great!" Elliot cries out louder than my own mental breakdown. We all are in the midst of screaming, when the train comes to a stop. My heart starts beating so fast.

"I think I'm having a heart attack." I say stumbling to get up.