"Scabbers is my friend, my first friend," Percy said to Sirius, their fingers circling the brim of their long-finished teacup. Sirius nodded sadly. "You don't forget your first friend, Sirius. They hold a special place in your heart." "How did you find him, anyway?" (If you possess half a brain, which I know that you would have both possession of your brains, I don't own Harry Potter, it belongs to J. K. Rowling. And also this would be different than the books or the movies, but it's a fanfic, I can do whatever I want with it.) (I'm basing Percy's disability off my disability, what Percy thought was my thought and Percy's experiences was based off my experiences. I made the term 'witchard', a mix of 'witch' and 'wizard' as a gender neutral term for wizard/witch.) Warning! This story contains: Curse words Transphobia Ableism