August 7th, 1987
Hi. I'm Percival Weasely. Or Percy. Percival is quite honestly too much....
Mum got me this book to write in. That was very nice of her. I feel ashamed because I was in a rather foul mood. I had to go to Diagon Alley with everyone else.
I just wanted to stay home alone and read in the chicken coop and hang out with the chickens. But Mum told me, 'no isolating yourself, Percy.'
I really didn't want to go. I really didn't. I just could not find it in me to be around my family members. My mind kept screaming, 'GET AWAY!'
Bill saw me try to leave to Flourish and Blott's and stopped me by grabbing me rudely around the waist. I told him to not touch me. I hate being touched at all for some reason. Only Mum can hug me. I just don't trust anyone else...
-Percy Weasely
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Young Percy's Diary: 1987-1988
Fanfiction"Put my diary down right now!" Percy Weasley has sloppy handwriting. His words are misspelled and scribbled out in frustration. He is a perfectionist, so he often takes a very long time to write just so he can do it perfectly. But he gets impatient...
