Written for Camp Potter, First Aid. please review, thanks!

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Percy shoved his fist in his mouth once again to keep his strangled cries at bay. This simply isn't fair. Why Fred? He isn't the disgrace that Percy is. He was the one that people wanted to be around.

The Muggleborn witch sighed from her seat and he looked over to her again. "What," he snapped to her.

She shook her head. "Nothing. But you're pacing for the fourth time and we haven't even been in here for an hour."

"Well I'm not the one who insisted that I should leave my family and talk," he hissed.

"Because you need to talk about this, Percy!" she stood up and went to him. "You have to let it out, for everyone's sake. I have no idea why you're so afraid of talking to me about this, but it needs to be done."

He swallowed and looked away from her soft eyes. "There's nothing to let out."

"Except the guilt."

He flinched and looked away from her. "Audrey, what are you talking about?"

She gave him a look that clearly said she wouldn't take him trying to play dumb. "Tell me, Percy."

He couldn't hold it in anymore. "Audrey, I screwed everything up."

She took a hold of his hand and pulled him down to the ground. Sitting with her legs crossed in front of him, she looked into his eyes. "Well, go on."

"It's not fair," he whispered, tears building in his eyes. "He shouldn't be the one that's dead. It isn't fair."

"Life's not fair," Audrey said, rubbing his leg in what she hoped was a comforting manner.

He laughed bitterly. "Of course it's not. If it was, I would be the one lying in the Great Hall, not Fred."

"If life was fair this war wouldn't have happened." Audrey grabbed his face and looked him in the eye. "But it did, and there's not a thing you can do about it. And yes it sucks that your brother is dead, but you can't let this guilt eat at you. Your family needs you. Nothing else matters."

He stared at her for a moment before nodding slowly. "Okay."

She released him and stood up. She knew he wasn't going to be all better after a simple conversation. But at the moment, it was all she could do.

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