A/N: I've decided to write a story about how Percy is a prankster deep down, and feels bad because his older and younger siblings never spend much time with him. Plus I'm only 13 so no hard feelings if it's bad please. By the way I apologize if there are any mistakes. Like the sentence above said I'm only 13.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. *Dramatic sigh*
Percy was in his room watching his mum and dad get in the car with Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny. He sighed. They must have forgotten him again. He got up and walked downstairs towards the woods near his house.
'Why don't they love me like they love the others?' Percy thought to himself as he got to the edge of the woods. 'I'm the same as them. Just quieter and more well behaved. Maybe if I let my true nature out - No they already have Fred and George. They don't need another prankster.' Percy climbed the rocks and found his way to the waterfall he found three years previously.
Percy was running to the forest with tears running down his face. He was starting to have a panic attack. It was the first time they had forgotten him. They had all gone to the Leaky Cauldron to eat dinner, and wouldn't come back until around midnight.
He stepped on a rock, slipped, scraped his knee and elbow, before rolling uncontrollably down a hill. He knocked his head on a rock and fell unconscious.
A few hours later he woke up and looked around to see a clearing with a beautiful waterfall. He sat on a large flat rock and started crying again. He heard a crunch noise from his far left. Percy lifted his head and saw a boy. The boy had chocalate brown eyes and sandy-blond hair.
He walked over and sat next to Percy. "My name's Oliver Wood. What's yours?" Percy wiped his eyes and said, "Percy. Percy Weasley." Oliver sat there for a moment waring with himself. Finally he said, "I don't mean to pry or anything, but why are you alone in the woods crying?"
"Well, my parents forgot about me, and I was alone in the house, so I panicked and ran out here. Not the best decision, is it?" Percy said sheepishly. "Not exactly, no," Oliver said lightly. Percy chuckled. "Why are you alone in the woods walking?" Percy mocked. "Oi! That's offending!" Oliver remarked playfully. "Anyway, you see I was in my attic when I found a portkey, and I got transported here. I heard crying and I walked over and found you!" Oliver finished with a big show of moving hands.
"Well for one, you better be glad I know about magic, or that could have gone wrong. Second, why would you touch things in the attic which I'm presuming was off limits?"
Oliver blushed. "I didn't think about that. Good point. Don't you ever disobey your parents?" "Of course not. One must behave in all situations, and never stray from the right path." Percy bristled while feeling horribly wrong. He wished he didn't have to be so strict, but every couple needs at least one behaved child. Oliver looked at Percy with a calculating look. "You know, you don't have put up your act with me." Oliver said easily.
Percy just spluttered at him. "Wha-what d-do you mean?" Oliver answered honestly. "I have this certain gift you see. I can read people's characters. Yours for example is carefree, mischievous, and depressed. I think I understand the depressed part from what you've told me already."
"Persona lectors are very rare though!" Percy said amazed and excited. "Yep!" Oliver said popping the p. "My dad told me not to tell a bunch of though. You won't tell anyone right Percy?" Percy took a couple of minutes and then snapped out of his gaze. "Wha-Oh I won't tell anyone. I promise. Wait a minute we've been out here for over an hour. When is your dad going to find you?" Percy said confused. "Oh. It's been an hour?" At Percy's confirmed nod he stood up. Percy followed and stretched. "He should be here in about five minutes." Now Percy was totally confused. It must of shown on his face because Oliver said, "It takes about over an hour to trace a portkey."
Percy was going to ask him how he knew when a loud pop made him jump. "Oliver, don't tell anyone about this spot. I'd like to keep it a secret." Oliver smiled. "Your secret's safe with me Perce." 'Perce? No one calls me Perce. I hope I'll see Oliver in the future. Maybe at Hogwarts. I could prank him there, but wouldn't let anyone know.' "Oliver," Percy heard a man call. "I'M RIGHT HERE DAD!" Oliver yelled which made Percy jump. Oliver chuckled and ran away then stopped. "Oh and Perce?" "Yea?" We'll see each other at Hogwarts. Don't worry. See you soon." Oliver ran out of the clearing and found his father.
Percy heard them disapparate with another loud pop.
"PERCY!" a familiar voice shouted. Percy jerked awake and thought with horror. 'I've been asleep for over three hours. This is not good. They must have noticed I'm gone.' 'Finally.' a different voice said inside his head. "PERCY!" the voice screamed again.
Percy jumped up and ran over to the edge of the clearing and found a huge tree. He climbed and waited for the familiar voice to come close. He jumped out of the tree and found his father looking for him. "Percy where have you been? We've been looking everywhere for you." Percy looked at his dad and said, "Sorry. What time is it?" "Tempus." he muttered. The letters read out 12:12. 'Looks like they tried real hard to find me.'
Percy went home and found Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron, and Ginny all asleep in thier rooms. His mum was zipping through the kitchen looking like she was having a panic attack. "Oh Percy. Where were you. We went to Diagon Alley and you weren't there. You know you shouldn't go out at night it's dangerous." Molly, his mum, started scolding. "I'm sorry mum. Next year I'll be getting my Hogwarts stuff, and then I'll be out of your hair. You know it'll be easier with less children running around the house. Isn't that right." Percy teased. His mother huffed and blushed.
