Title: The Decision
Author: " Kitten" Sheerin
Pairing: Oliver/Percy
Disclaimer: HP characters are not mine. The song Big Spender is not mine. The plot however is…and so is the club
Warning: SLASH! DRAG!! IF THESE TWO THINGS BOTHER YOU PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS. THE SLASH IS MALE ON MALE SEXUAL SITUATIONS. PERCY IS IN DRAG…A LOT! THIS WARNING IS HERE FOR A REASON. IF YOU IGNORE THIS WARNING, READ ON AND DO NOT AGREE WITH THE TWO THINGS MENTIONED…I DON'T CARE!!!!! I WARNED YOU SO DON'T GIVE ME HELL BECAUSE YOU CAN'T READ A WARNING! IF YOU ARE EXTREMELY UPSET ABOUT IT, E-MAIL ME PRIVATELY AND I WILL GIVE YOU MY REASONING BEHIND ANYTHING THAT YOU ARE CONFUSED ABOUT. THANK YOU!
Dedication: To Princess! Dear Lord I found a Remmie with dark brown hair…
Author's Note: This will be wrapping up shortly…this may actually be the last chapter. It all depends on my starting another fic…a Harry/Ron one that my muse has been beating me up to write or a Sev/Remmie one that my muse is half interested in.
Percy sat on his bed writing two lists. On one side of the paper he was printing the pros of moving in with his lover. On the other side he was scribbling the cons. So far he had managed only a few things. On the pros side there was the fact that Oliver would get him away from the stress of his family. There was the fact that it would take him away form his drag life but Percy wasn't sure if that was a pro or con. Another pro was that it would be doing something angel had told him to do before se died.
The only con that Percy could think of was that it would push the relationship too far too fast. Percy wasn't sure that he was ready for that sort of commitment. He cared for Oliver a lot but it still didn't seem right to rush things like that.
Just as Percy was ready to write to Oliver explaining that he wasn't ready yet the door opened. Fred and George burst into Percy's room talking incoherently and shoving papers at the frustrated redhead. Percy glared at his brothers as they talked nonsense about things that really weren't as important as the task that Percy was trying to finish.
" Will you two just go away?!" Percy shouted, throwing down his quill. Fred and George were silent for a moment. Percy hadn't realized how angry he sounded when he snapped at the twins. They stared at him for a moment, looking thoroughly confused.
" What could you be doing that's more important than all this?" The twins asked as they threw more papers in front of Percy. Percy glared at them. He wanted them to go away. He wanted to be alone. He wanted Oliver.
That settled it. He had to get away from his family. They were driving him mad, especially the twins. He couldn't stand living there any longer. He would write to Oliver, as he had planned before. But now he would be accepting the invitation.
" Get out! Now!" Percy yelled as he pushed the twins roughly from the room. He had a lot to do and a very difficult letter to write. But first, how was he going to tell his family about this?
END PART TEN