Love, Percy | Perciver

Percy Is Doing Amazing

Dear Cedric,

I don't know how you ever put up with me. I don't know why you ever asked me to be your date. I wasn't even planning on going. But your soft eyes made me say yes. I don't even usually dance. I don't like it, but I liked the way you were looking at me.

That's probably why I imagine us at The Burrow, me running my fingers through your hair with my mom making food somewhere and you'll be there with my family. Such wishful thinking for just a date to the dance.

Anyways, I hope you had fun tonight. I only wanted to make sure you had a good time.

I know I did. Thank you for this experience, as short as it was.

Percy groaned in his seat in the Gryffindor common room as he thought about the stupid cheesy stuff the letters said.

He got sent many looks from other girls and boys throughout the night, as it was now the morning after him and Oliver “started dating”. News had spread that he's officially with Oliver, and now the boy's past wants to catch up with him.

“Hey, Ron?” Hermione patted his leg with her foot as they were intertwined on the floor. “Can you hand me my shoes?” Then she stood up. “Oh wait, nevermind. I don't want you tripping and dying again. I'll do it.”

Everyone laughed as Ron made a long face, pouting. Even Nearly Headless Nick pretended that Ron was one of the ghost because he had been brutally murdered by his brother. Yet, almost no one knew what had happened.

Thank goodness that the people Percy had previously fallen for were all decent human beings. They kept the letters hidden. They all had complete freedom and could've published them just to see him embarrassed, but they didn't.

When he was about to leave alongside his brother, he heard a voice shout for him, “Wait up, Weasley. You aren't leaving to breakfast without me.”

It's a thing where the Weasleys, Hermione and Harry would all wake up a bit earlier (not much, only by about five minutes) than everyone else and get to the Great Hall to sit where they wanted. As much as he hated to admit it, Percy had been forced to sit with his ghost brother and friends since he had none of his own.

Except now he had a boyfriend.

A fake one that he forgot about until he shouted to wait for him to go to breakfast. Oliver walked over to him and pressed a kiss to his cheek, which Percy had to resist the urge to remind him of the contract.

“Babe,” Oliver grabbed the hand of his ‘boyfriend'. “Don't be leaving to the Great Hall without me now. What kind of boyfriend leaves his boyfriend alone?”

It was probably a shock to the others in the room who didn't know that something was going on. Percy sheepishly smiled at his brothers and sister. Harry and Hermione even looked aghast as they stared with wide eyes. Ron was the one who sent the letters, yet he looked the most shocked.

“Who knew that Percy had a secret boner for the quidditch captain?” Fred was the first to break the silence, but Percy was ready to break his neck. No one would mind.

“Careful,” Percy held out a warning finger with his free hand. “Or else you'll suffer the same fate that Ron has.”