Past, Present and Future
Hello to everyone! I'm not dead yet and I managed to find a few precious seconds to type these little stories…
So yes, I re-read DH and then I felt like reading, joining and writing Harry Potter things. These are short drabbles. Nothing very elaborate and I don't know how many there will be. The characters used are various and everything is according to the books.
Read and enjoy!
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Disclaimer: I wish I could write something good.
Summary: Many drabbles on the Harry Potter characters. Involving scenes before the books and after the books.
Past, Present and Future
Chapter 1: Guilt
Characters: Percy, Fred, Weasley Family
It hadn't happened. It couldn't have. Why? It was all his fault. If he hadn't said that he was quitting as a joke to the minister that was clearly under the spell, then maybe Fred wouldn't, would still be amongst the living. Why, why did he even say that? At the time it had seemed appropriate.
Percy had known that Thicknesse wasn't all there and the minister was always against Percy. They never got along and Percy wanted to see the minister's expression when he said those words, how he regretted them. Not because he didn't have a job, but because of the damage it did to his brother.
It was his fault. He shouldn't have said those words. It was his fault that George was miserable and that his mother was constantly crying every time she either saw him or George. She cried because he had killed her son. Something in his head told him it wasn't so, but he ignored it.
He was now back in his old room and all he could think of was of those moments in the castle. They were like the plague to him. They haunted his every move and word. Everything he did he thought of those times. Finally, when he couldn't take it anymore, he went to see his mother. He wanted to be in her good grace again and he just wanted to apologize over and over again; thinking that Fred would just come back.
He found her sitting at an armchair in the living room knitting a jumper for Teddy. She glanced up from her work when she heard him approaching. Percy sat down at the foot of that chair and laid his head on her lap. It was a habit he had developed when he was younger and he had been scared. None of his siblings new of this weakness of his and he had sworn his mother to secrecy.
Mrs. Weasley restrained herself from crying in her third son's moment of need and comfort. She stroked his red-brown hair and hummed a soothing melody from her childhood. She continued these actions until Percy was ready to speak.
"I'm so sorry." He said as tears came to his eyes. Mrs. Weasley couldn't quite understand what he was apologizing for and Percy took her silence as a chance to apologize for all his wrong doings.
"It's my fault that Fred died, I'm so sorry, so sorry for causing all of you to worry and I'm…" His mother cut him off before he could go on.
"Percy Ignatius Weasley, don't you dare think that any of us blame you for his death. Any of us could have been killed in that war. I'm just glad that we're all safe and sound. Of course, it would have been better if he…, well you know what I mean, but don't you ever think that you're responsible for it, never." Mrs. Weasley crouched down to hug him around the neck and the two cried silently. Percy could finally feel that maybe things would start getting back to the way they were supposed to be.
End of One
Well this was the first one. The ending is weird and I don't really like it, but I couldn't think of anything better. Anyways, there's more to come. Please let me know what you think.
Here's a trivia question for you readers: what are the three "muggle" candies mentioned in all seven books?
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