Title: Scold
Rating: T
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Percy/Penelope
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.
Word Count: 379
Summary: Penelope gives Percy a scolding.
Notes:

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry: Ultimate Chocolate Frog Trading and Dueling Club - Prompts Used - Adore, France, False, Accomplish

The 5 Drabbles Competition: Prompt Used - Place: Meadows

365 Days of Drabbles Challenge: Prompt Used - Fire

Percy and Penelope meet at their meadow. It's their meadow because it's where they had a picnic and Percy first uttered the words 'I love you.'

It's where he knew for the first time how true those words were when he associated them with Penelope, the girl he absolutely adored above all others. And it's also where he dreams he'll one day propose to her. Of course, today is not that day, especially with the way Penelope is looking at him, with fire in her eyes and her mouth set in a grim line.

"I go to France to accomplish something I've been aiming for, to show my boss that I'm good enough to be given some bigger cases. And when I get back what do I see? The press badmouthing a young boy, your little brother's best friend. The same boy that was orphaned as a baby but still tries to do the right thing from what I saw when I was at Hogwarts. And I hear about how you're brown-nosing the Minister, trying to get your brother to stop associating with Harry. How can you? How can you not show any loyalty to your family?"

"The Minister said –"

"The Minister is an idiot," Penelope cuts in, disgust marring her pretty face. "Anything he or the Prophet says is false. He's trying to keep the Wizarding World from panicking, especially since they'd lose faith in his leadership if You-Know-Who is truly back. Harry Potter is not a liar like everyone seems to think, and if You-Know-Who is back, I believe him. And I won't have my boyfriend following a power hungry idiot. Do I make myself clear?"

Percy opens his mouth, and then shuts it again. "Penelope..." He trails off, unsure of what to say.

Penelope cups his cheek. "I love you. You a smart, kind man, but you need to learn to think for yourself. You have a beautiful brain. Use it."

He leans into her hand, letting his eyes fall close. "I don't know if I can."

"Try," she implores.

"Okay." He opens his eyes, leans down, and kisses her gently on the lips. He doesn't know if he can live up to her high expectations, but he knows he'll try with everything he has.