DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Weasleys... unfortunately... But I do own Christine! Mine! I'm probably going to write lots of short chapters for this story. Sorry if you don't like the length... but if I'm not trying to hit a 3-4 page goal, I'm sure I'll pump out chapters faster. So DEAL. And ENJOY! Or I'm smack you... threatens with fist ON WITH THE STORY!
P.S. I know Percy was dating Penelope Clearwater in the books but... um... she died. The basilisk? It killed her. Yeah. That explains it, right? Right.
Aaaand done. One last look. Face? Not a blemish in sight. Eyes? Perfectly awake. Eyebrows? Symmetrical to the millimeter. Hair? Held back with a simple headband, and not a stray brunette strand in sight. I smoothed my robes one last time with my hands, hoping it would be enough, before adding the final touch. My shiny new prefect pin. Yes, this year would be different.
No more snobby peers who think I don't have authority, no more sharing smelly bathrooms, and best of all…? No more—
My thoughts were interrupted when a familiar voice sounded from the entrance to my train birth "Could you look any better?" I turned to see Percy Weasley. Percy, the example I have always tried to follow. Percy, the only one who seemed to have respect for the rules. Percy, who knew when things were getting out of hand. Percy, … Percy, my boyfriend of a year and a half.
"Percy…" On auto-pilot, I jogged across the prefect birth, and he hugged me tightly.
"I missed you, love…" After another moment in his arms, he grasped my shoulders and held me at arms length. "Let me look you over, you beautiful little fifth year." He looked me up and down and smiled. "My Christine is finally a prefect... I see you got rid of your glasses this summer." I nodded and blushed. "I like it. I can see your eyes better. I trust you're comfortable?"
I looked around at the huge train birth, complete with a sofa and table. I turned back to him. "No... Not at all..." He laughed and lightly kissed me on the lips. "But what about you? I mean... Head Boy! What a title! Your mum must be proud, eh?"
He smiled. "Didn't you see the new robes?" I grinned back. "Anyway, I didn't come just to see you... I came to tell you your new privileges." I rolled my eyes. "You are now allowed out of the common room until Midnight, rather than nine o'clock, you can use the prefect bathrooms whenever you like, you..." He kept droning on while I half-listened. I loved him to death, but I already knew this stuff... "…and that's basically it, but I'll walk you through some of the details later." He smiled again and sat down. I sat next to him. "So, how was your summer?" He asked before kissing my forehead.
"Well..." I thought. "It was great besides the fact I couldn't see you..." He smiled and leaned in to kiss me again. I smiled against his lips. "It was good... I got to go to France..."
"Why-was-that-love?" He asked between kisses.
I continued as he kissed my neck. "I went to visit my second cousin, Vincent." He stopped.
He pulled away and studied my face for a moment, hints of worry and jealousy all over. "Second cousin?"
"Percy, I know what you're thinking... He's five..." He sighed with relief, and smiled again.
"Oh..." We laughed.
I sat up and faced him with a completely serious expression on my face. "Percy... I would NEVER cheat on you... Ever... All right?" He scratched his head.
"Sorry... I guess I was being silly... You're just really beautiful, I'm always afraid I'll lose you..." He put his arm around me. "I really care about you... And I know some pure blood familys like to have their kids marry cousins and the like..."
I snuggled up to him. "But I would flat out refuse, so I could keep being with you..."
He kissed me lightly again. "Would you ever trade me out for another guy?"
I looked at him for a moment, running my fingers through his curly hair lightly. "Not a chance..."
