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Author's Note: Yay, I kept my promise of updating quickly. I can't promise I'll always update this quickly but I'll do my best. I'm not quite satisfied with the ending to this chapter, but I couldn't think of a better ending. Also thank you to Voldy's nose who reviewed my story. Happy Easter for those of you who celebrate it.

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Over the next couple of months, Percy fell into a routine. He would wake up, eat breakfast, go to work, spend some time with Penelope, then go to bed. Penelope was very supportive when he first left his family. She let him live with her until he managed to get a flat in Diagon Alley (with her help of course). During these months he rarely thought about his family and when he did it would only be for a couple seconds. Though one day about a week before Christmas, there was a knock on his door.

"Come in" he called his eyes not moving from his paper. When he heard the person walk up to his desk he finally looked up. It was the minister of magic, Cornelius Fudge. "Good morning minister. I hope you are well. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Good morning Percy, thank you I am fine and I hope you are too. I was wondering is you would like to take the rest of the week off to visit your father?"

"No, I'm perfectly fine working the rest of the week." He was very confused at this question. Why did the minister if magic want to know if he wanted to visit his dad? Had something happened to his dad? "I also do not converse with my family anymore as they believe those lies Dumbledore is spreading."

"Well, if you're sure" and with a shrug, he left. Percy was still very confused, but he decided to ask Penelope after work.

After work he and Penelope went to a muggle restaurant a couple blocks away from from the ministry. Once they were seated he told Penelope about what happened earlier. When he had finished she did the last thing he expected her to do, she laughed.

"Percy, you can't honestly tell me you have no clue what this was about"

"I honestly have no clue what all this is about."

"Oh, Percy last night your dad was attacked by something in the ministry. He was found near the department of mysteries. It was in the daily prophet and everything."

"Will he be okay?"

"The article said he's in St. Mungo's, but I don't know anything else."

"Wait a sec, what was he doing near the department of mysteries?" Could this have something to do with him believing You-Know-Who was back. Knowing his family, it probably did.

"If you want I could go with you to visit him."

"Who said I would go visit him?" Even he was shocked with the coldness in his voice.

"Well, I assumed that you would want to go visit him because he's your dad and" she trailed off at the end of her sentence.

"He made his choice when he kicked me out." His voice was icy. "I refuse to speak to any member of my family who believes that rubbish." Penelope obviously took that as an end to that conversation.

By the time Christmas Day came, Percy had once again forgotten all about his family. Although once again he would be reminded if them. He and Penelope were unwrapping there presents to one another in his flat when an owl crashed into the window. Percy groaned inwardly.

"Who's that from?" Penelope looked up from unwrapping one of her presents.

"My family."

"They actually sent you a present." She was clearly as surprised as he was.

"Well, my mum did." He answered looking at the package. "She always makes us sweaters."

"That's sweet. Aren't you going to open it?" She asked when he just stared at it.

"No"

"Why not?"

"If I accept this, it will show my family that I want to make up with them. I refuse to make up with them until they stop believing those lies Dumbledore is spreading." He gave the package back to Errol and returned to opening his presents.

"If your sure" was all she said with a shrug. When she reached his present she squealed like a piglet. "Oh Percy, thank you so much. I love it." She held up the ruby necklace he had gotten her. "It's beautiful."

"Your beautiful too, you know" he whispered. After a moments' pause he continued. "I love you." Following this statement, Penelope cuddled up against him.

"I love you too" and then she kissed him with more passion then she ever had.