A/N: Hey y'all, I am back, again. This time with a Harry Potter fic, and let me tell you, it's been a while. I actually had to skim some of the books again to remember specific parts. Which I found really funny, as I have such an annoying memory for plotlines and stories. So if I have to go look something up, especially in something like Harry Potter, it truly has been a while. So here is a fic about Percy. Yes, I know he's a traitor and all, but he does come back, and his character has always fascinated me. Sure, he's annoying, but his loyalty and love for his family is amazing. So the whole time he was gone, I kept picturing him keeping tabs on the rest of the weasleys, and the trio. That was only further proven by his letter to Ron in book 5. And no, I am not acquitting him of a first class DONKEY, but I am saying he's not all bad. So here it is, without further ado…
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Disclaimer: I own nothing of j., or Warner bros, or scholastics ideas and/or trade makes. If I did, would I really have gotten up at 3am for Black Friday sales? (Though I'm still not sure how I was talked into that one) The answer is no, I would have enough money that I could afford not to worry about it.
So now onto…
Love and Portraits:
The Percy Weasley Saga
Chapter One: Rejection
"Penelope, my darling Penelope, will you marry me?"
How long had he knelt their like an idiot with a hopeful grin on his face?
It seemed like forever.
He had watched the tears leak out of her eyes; he had been stupid enough to take them as tears of joy. Glorious visions had filled his head. The wedding would be glorious- simple, but beautiful, like the bride herself. His family would come of course. They would see that he had made something of himself. They would have children, 2 or 3 proud, brilliant children who would want for nothing and bring pride back to the Weasley name. They would grow old together. Their grandchildren….
His thoughts were jarred to a halt when she finally managed to choke out a response. He waited expectantly for her acceptance. Any second now…
"Percy, I'm sorry, but I just… just… can't."
His mouth dropped open, the humble ring that had been twinkling in his fingers a second ago plummeted to the floor with a sing-song thud.
"You can't? But, Penny… why?"
She broke out into a fresh sob that he now realized was one of anguish.
"You're not the same Percy Weasley I feel in love with. You've changed. I feel like I hardly know you any more."
Percy looked at her, hurt and shocked.
"Well I'm sorry I grew up", he responded severely, "but…"
But she cut him off, angry now.
"Percy, you didn't just grow up. You changed. You were always very serious, but you still knew how to have fun. You used to take breaks, and you used to truly love me!" she finished with a sob, "but know I just feel like a pawn in your plan. That great scheme you have to become successful, to show your family that you are something."
During this mantra she had been gathering her things and was getting up off of his sofa. She turned towards the door and paused with her hand on the knob. She turned to look at him, tears in eyes and cascading down her porcelain cheeks.
"You were always something to me Perce. But now…now you're just a pompous git."
With that she turned the door knob, and Percy Weasley watched as Penelope Clearwater, the best thing to ever happen to him, walked out of his flat, and out of his life.