Disclaimer: This is a continuation of a story I was going to write a few years ago, and then sort of just let sit. I'm picking it up again, and through the characters are the same, it's pretty much an entirely different story then the one I started with in my head. We'll see how that goes. This is a little alternate universe, starting just after Goblet of Fire. In other words Dumbledore knows Voldemort's back, Ministry is still denying it. I'm going to try to make it so everything happens just off stage of what really happens in the book, but if I mess up continuity a little I'm using the AU umbrella. Percy's not gay in this one, so if that's the only reason you read Percy stories, go ahead and hit the "Back" button. Maybe I'll do one of those later, but this one isn't it. For everyone sticking around, enjoy the fic, leave comments, don't flame, and have fun!
Percy drummed his fingers on his desk impatiently. His assistant wasn't back from her lunch break yet. He rose and peaked out his door at her desk in the foyer of his department. Empty. He went back to his desk and regarded the pile of work still to be done that day. He reached for it, and let his hand return to the mahogany desk. He began drumming again. Percy Weasly, Junior Assistant to the Prime Minister, was worried. He was worried about a tiny auburn haired woman who kept his files tidy and his schedule running smoothly, and who should have been back 10 minutes ago. He closed his eyes and let his head rest back against his chair.
Things were much simpler before the day two months ago when Dumbledore tracked him down. He missed being a ministry drone, with few more concerns than getting his work done perfectly, kissing up to Fudge, and making his rise up through the ranks. He was going to be minister someday, he was grooming himself for it, and then Dumbledore showed up. Dumbledore had explained what was going on, the true meaning of everything that was happening, and told him some of the deep dark secrets the ministry was hiding. He was shown evidence, and told in no uncertain terms the danger that his country, his family, and everyone he knew was now in.
Percy sometimes rued the day Dumbledore asked him to be his spy, his agent, inside the ministry. And then came the big choice, the ministry would never trust anyone close to the Weasly family, they knew better. Therefore Percy himself could not remain in close connection with his family. The break would have to be big, public knowledge, and ugly. Percy immediately understood the unsaid part of that arrangement, his family couldn't know. They would never be able to pull it off otherwise, the tiniest slip and it was all over, and if one of them was captured… Percy never let himself follow that train of thought very far.
Dumbledore acknowledged that this would be a difficult task, and assured Percy he would not be alone in carrying it out. Dumbledore gave Percy a name of a woman who would be interviewing very soon for an entry level Ministry job. Percy was to request a new assistant immediately. His assistant at the time was an incompetent, bumbling man by the name of Jeff who drove Percy up a wall, so he welcomed this idea. Robyn, he was told, was very bright, incredibly organized. The granddaughter of a very old friend of Dumbledore, though passing under a false name, she would help Percy with his assignment of shuffling through Ministry document, passing off vital information to the Order. What Dumbledore "forgot" to mention at this meeting was that his new partner in espionage, Robyn Walker, was a squib.
Percy sighed. A squib now 15 minutes late.