Summary: A morning in the life of Percy Weasley, there isn't actually any mention of Hogwars, I just wanted a witty title.
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy, Fred or George. I don't even have any sortbread (Tubs ate it...), all I have is this invisible old hat... now where did I put it?
The Percy Story, (Hog)Warts and all
It was a warm Tuesday morning when Percy Weasley awoke to find several pieces of shortbread hovering above his bed. For a few sleep moments he lay and watched them swooping gently and dancing in the breeze.
Then he came round a bit and lept from his bed with a furious cry of
"FRED! GEORGE!I needed to sleep today, big presentation to give on shortbr—cauldrons!! Now look what you've made me do!"
He slammed the door shut and tried to get back to sleep, but it was no good. He got up, reluctantly and began to chew thoughtfully on one of the biscuits which now littered his bed, rehearsing his speech in his head.
After several run-throughs and half a packet of biscuits Percy made his way downstairs for a cup of tea. He made sure to put on his Displeased Expression so as to show the twins that they were no amusing. As he sat down, they appeared in the doorway and he barely stifled a groan.
"Oh come on Perce," said Fred, coming over and giving his hair an irritating ruffle. Percy ignored him.
"Yeah, it was only a bit of fun," agreed George. "Don't get your knickers in a twist."
Now, while Percy could usually overlook their torments, an attack on his manliness could not go by without comment.
He drew himself up to his full height and puffed out his pyjama-clad chest.
"I do not," he stated. "Wear KNICKERS. I have BOXER SHORTS, and don't you two forget it!"
The looks on the twins' faces suggested that this had not had quite the effect he had hoped, as they burst out laughing at his indignance and skipped from the room singing a loud song about underwear.
Percy sighed loudly then went upstairs to brush his now ruffled hair and iron his trousers.
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Well, that's about all there is to say about Percy, I'm afraid. He really is just as boring as we all feared.
So go on, FLAME ME!!!
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