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Fanfiction Marathon - PercyTonks

The Variety Challenge - PercyTonks

Wordcount without AN and line breaks - 393


Time To Go Home


He sat on the bar stool, ignoring the world around him as he nursed his second drink of the evening. He should be going home, he knew, back to the empty flat he occupied. He had paperwork to go through for the next day. He should go home and do his work like he did every other night. But he couldn't.

He'd been wrong. He hated that. His family, Merlin but the things he'd said to his father, they'd been correct and he'd been wrong and he didn't know how to fix it. He didn't even know if it could be fixed.

Why would any of them even give him the time of day?

He felt rather than saw when she appeared next to him, heard her order a drink. Firewhisky with a splash of water. He'd seen her around the Ministry of course, but they'd never spoken. She was on good terms with his father. He'd seen them talking before.

"Percy, right?"

He glanced at her, unsurprised to see her hair in her favoured bubblegum pink shade. He wondered, briefly, if she had to change it when out on surveillance. After all, it wasn't exactly innocuous.

He nodded his head to her question, unsure as to why she would want to speak to him. Surely if she was in the Order, which he assumed she was, she knew what he'd done.

"You should go and see your mother. She misses you."

Percy looked at her properly then, only to see her draining the drink the bartender offered her.

"What would you know about it?" he asked her, cursing himself for his own bad attitude.

"I know that you know you made a mistake. I know your family needs you. I know family is important. That's all I really need to know, isn't it? Go home, Percy."

She walked away, and he watched her go, half wanting to shout her back and tell her off for being so presumptuous. He didn't. He couldn't. She was right, wasn't she?

He drained his own drink and stood up. He'd go back to his flat, and do his work. Her words echoed in his mind.

Maybe he'd go home soon. He hoped he'd be able too.