Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Harry Potter.
Written for D.A.D.A.
Percy often wonders if it had been Hermione Granger or Neville Longbottom that had claimed He Who Must Not Be Named was back whether his Mother would have believed them, but it wasn't them who said it, it was precious Harry.
Harry, who could never do anything wrong or be blamed for anything his mother's eyes. Harry, who was to blame for the fifth between him and his family.
Percy hated Harry not because he was famous or he had more than his family, but because from the moment he had turned up at the burrow he had become a part of the family. At first Percy didn't mind because Harry didn't have a family and he felt sorry for him but then the favouritism kicked in. His mother constantly picked a child that wasn't hers over ones that were.
And for a long time he bitterly kept quiet over how he felt about it, but then his mother chose to believe Harry the Ministry and his mind she was choosing to side with Harry against him. Not only siding with Harry but doing it so openly even though it could destroy the career he was trying to build.
It was bad enough over the years,she didn't put a stop to his father's Muggle fascination by not making it clear to him it was because of that his children were forced to wear the previous siblings clothes and more often than not have their second hand books. The only one who'd ever had new things ngs was Ginny even Bill's had been second hand when he got them.
But Percy had learnt reluctantly to live with his mother never ensuring they lived a decent life because she didn't nip his father's Muggle obsession in the bud, but it was the final straw when she sided with Harry and put his career at risk.
The worst thing was she couldn't even see she had chosen Harry over him. It was like she was blind to how it made him feel or maybe she wasn't blind to it, maybe she just didn't care.
Percy didn't want to believe that she didn't care about how he felt because out of everyone in his family, his mother had been the one person who had always semi understood him.
Well, at least until his brother had made friends with Harry and she had unofficially adopted him into the family.
Even if Harry was right what ever happened to standing by blood no matter what. He understood his siblings to a certain extent because they'd never been that close and to a certain extent his father, but not his mother.
If she was siding with Dumbledore then he could understand it because he was respected by the Wizarding world before she was born.
Why couldn't she not believe, Harry then everything would be okay between them.
Percy really wanted to know what made Harry more important than the child she carried for nine months. Was the reason, because his mother felt sorry for him because he had no parents and was dumped on relatives that didn't want him.
Or was it because Harry was everything she wished her children were.
He didn't know what her reasons were he could only guess, but what he did know in his mind his own mother had a picked child that wasn't hers other one that was.
He didn't know whether he could forgive that or even if he wanted to forgive it, but the most important thing was did she want forgiving or even realize she had done something that needed to be forgiven.