Chapter 4
No matter what the year, double potions with the Slytherins was hell on Earth. Snape sat in the front of the classroom in his teacher's chair, his hands steepled in front, his fingertips just touching his lips. His eyes were hidden by the light reflected off his glasses as he observed the class. (an/ glasses are for reading, but he often forgets to take them off.) Percy chopped the mandrake root while Oliver stirred the potion. They hadn't mentioned the event of the other day; in fact they hadn't spoken at all. Oliver glanced up and shuddered. Percy raised an eyebrow at him.
"I hate it when he looks at me like that." Oliver muttered. Percy smirked.
"How can you tell he's looking at you? You can't see his eyes."
"He's always looking at me. Just waiting for me to mess up and detract points from Gryffindor."
"You're paranoid Oliver."
"Am I?"
"Wood! No talking in class." Oliver shot Percy a look that plainly said, "See?" They continued to work for almost ten minutes before Oliver tried to talk again.
"Percy.about the other night."
"Not now Oliver. Be my friend for this class. We'll talk later." Oliver studied him closely for a minute.
"If you're sure, I'll."
"Mr. Wood. Would you kindly refrain from talking to your boyfriend in class. Some of your classmates are trying to work. Don't make me tell you again."
"Sorry Professor." Oliver meekly replied. Percy's ears turned pink. The partners next to them finished the potion and brought it up to the desk. At Snape's approval, the pair packed up to leave. Marcus took this time to act.
"Always new you were a queer, Wood. But honestly, a Weasley? And a fucking worthless one at that." Oliver tensed, and Percy's hand flew faster than sight to rest on his shoulder, holding him back.
"It's not worth it, Oliver. Just let it go. He's not worth it." Percy murmured. Oliver clenched his jaw and refused to turn around. The partners in front of them finished. Marcus continued.
"Bet he's fucking great in the sack. That's the only reason to sleep with a Weasley. How does it feel to fuck him, Wood? Does he beg for it? Your cock rammed up his tight pale arse?" Oliver was shaking with fury and trying to control himself. That bastard. Percy, apparently calm, added the final ingredients to the potion and Oliver stopped stirring, waiting for the final color change. The partners on their other side finished. Marcus continued.
"Or maybe he hasn't put out, yet. You're really missing something, Wood. He gives great head. He's so pretty when he kneels at your feet, hair messed up, glasses broken, nose bleeding, lips wrapped around your cock, his tongue." Marcus never got to finish that sentence as Percy turned and stared at him. Oliver never saw his eyes, but Marcus did, and whatever he saw in there must have frightened him off because he blanched and snapped his mouth shut.
Percy turned back around and poured the potion into the vial and handed it to Oliver, whispering, "Go take this up to Snape before Marcus can say any more. I don't want there to be a fight." Oliver, jaw tight, nodded and brought the vial up to Professor Snape. Percy gathered his and Oliver's books together. Behind him Marcus poured his potion into a vial and headed up to the front. On his way his hand snaked out and grabbed Percy's rather firm behind. Percy stiffened, a blush rising at the base of his neck and coloring his ears. Oliver came back and grabbed his bag. He glanced at Percy.
"Percy.?"
"Not now Oliver." Percy shouldered his bag, grabbed his extra books and almost-ran from the dungeons, leaving behind a very confused Oliver.
Gryffindor Boys Dorm
Percy was sitting in the window seat by the time Oliver made it to the dorm. His face was blank as his eyes watched the wind blow the trees of the forest.
"Percy?"
"Oliver." Oliver put his bag down and went to stand next to Percy at the window.
"What's going on, Perc. I've never seen you like this before." Percy snorted.
"Of course you haven't I normally hide it better." Oliver sighed.
"Why won't you tell me what's wrong, Percy. I care about you and I just want to help." Percy closed his eyes, obviously thinking over something. Without opening his eyes he began to speak.
"I've been fighting all my life, it seems. First it was my brothers, trying to make them behave in the safe-houses. Then it was the Slytherins, trying to keep myself from being beaten to a bloody pulp. Then it was everybody else who wanted to get at me, trying to make me open up. I'm a shy person, normally, and they just couldn't get that. Then my brothers came to school and I was fighting with them again, trying to make them behave as I had as a youngster. It just got worse as time went on. The twins got meaner, the Slytherins got stronger and added verbal insults. Then I became a prefect and nobody listens." He paused and Oliver opened his mouth. He closed it and opened it again but before he could speak, Percy started again, his voice small and low.
"I've been fighting with depression since about fifth year. I put on my mask of 'Perfect Percy' and I act the pompous ass that everyone thinks I am." He gave a hollow laugh. "Bill, darling but clueless brother that he is, gave me a silver decorated switchblade for my birthday. He picked it up on his job and thought I would appreciate the detail. Perhaps use it as a letter opener or something. I put it to a better use.
"I kept it on my person at all time along with a supply of adhesive bandages, like the muggles use. When everything got to be too much I retreated to my comfort, the blade and the blood. My walls were so strong that I didn't feel anything except for the pain. I cut to keep me feeling.
"It's not really that far off a concept. It's human nature to define reality by pain. It's just another example of our violent lives. I just needed a little more than the rest of the world. I wasn't suicidal, but if not for Penny, I might have been.
"She found out about me and took my knife away. Made me promise to stop. Didn't work. I lasted for about 2 days. I took one of the dinner knives. She found it. I took a paperclip. She found it. I used the nib of a pen. She found it. Finally, I resorted to using my sharpened fingernail." He laughed a bit. "It took her forever to find that one, but she did.
"Throughout all this we had been pretending to be secret lovers. I really can't tell you why. It was her request and it's not my secret to tell. She started to take me out in Hogsmead and introduced me to all her friends. They were really nice and started to show me things, like dancing and a muggle pastime called Karaoke. They kept my mind off the pain and I was able to look forward to something other than that blade. My scars faded and because of a charm from Penny.she's really good at charms.They only appear when I get extremely upset." He stopped, his throat clenching, closing his eyes. Oliver reached forward and placed a hand on Percy's shoulder, offering strength. Through the thin material of his robe, Oliver could feel small ridges. 'the scars,' he thought. Percy tensed briefly, then relaxed slowly against Oliver, reaching a hand up and placing it over Oliver's.
"They were gone for so long, I had forgotten. Because of my new friends, I was feeling better about myself. They helped me regain confidence in myself and in the rest of the world. Even when the twins pulled their pranks I didn't get upset as much. I could see that they weren't being deliberately mean.well.they were, but they didn't intend to hurt me that much. It wasn't their fault I have such thin skin. But then." He cut of again and Oliver gently squeezed, offering comfort.
"It was a long time coming what happened, I guess. Since about 4th year, when puberty kicked in, I've avoided going to the dungeons alone. Even if I'm following a group, there is always somebody else around. That is, until the other day. I was coming back from delivering a message to Professor Snape and moving rather quickly to get out of there as soon as possible. I wasn't really looking where I was going and I ran strait into Flint. He grabbed me before I fell and shoved me against the wall. I hit my head, and the rest is just a swirl of images, but I remember enough what he did, what he made me do.
"He has a knife, similar to the one I own, and when he pinned me to the wall, he cut my robes to shreds. Cut me too. I was so scared, I couldn't move. That was what I had tried so hard to avoid. He called me a pretty boy, a fairy, said I was begging for it. Called me a whore, said I was nothing better and never could be. He held that knife to my temple and opened his robes. He."
"Shh, Percy. I understand. You don't have to go on." He stepped closer as he Pulled Percy closer to him, wrapping him close. Percy clung to him as he cried, relishing for the first time in the feel of somebody he loved besides his mother holding him close for comfort.
TBC.
Was that two days? I think it was. Anyway, here it is! I don't know when the next chapter will be out, since I have to work all of next week. They scheduled me every day!!! I'm only used to 2 or 3 days!! Good news is, I gets lots a $. Cha ching!
Anyway, Yes, Percy does love Oliver. They have a Sentinel-Guide type thing going on, they just haven't realized it yet. Percy fell for Oliver in their 5th year. Oliver fell for him as well, but both were afraid to act. Percy was to depressed to do much anyway. Now, however.
Rogue - I am gonna Storm him out. Watch when he meets Marcus again (he he he) I'm updating as fast as I can. I have work and summer homework to do as well.
Jane Fairfax - yes, it is dark. I'm trying for something more serious. (is it working) I like Percy to be dark, anyway. Makes him more real to me. You cannot act the way he does and NOT be depressed.in my mind anyway. I like my version of that whole situation better than JK's myself.
WyldeHorse - uh.wow. It was the same for me, only reversed. I got ostracized after I moved, but never that bad. And it ended in High School, mostly because of the school band. And you're supposed to feel sorry for Percy - that to counteract how everybody else hates him and they way he acts in the books.
Lady Cinnibar - Not at first, they wouldn't. But he got so stiff and stuffy they did everything they could to make him show emotion, including cry. The Slytherins just wanted him to cry period. You're right. He is VERY thin skinned, and is misreading the Gryffindors as well, but they do the same thing as the twins sometimes. Ohh.gentle breakups.not my strong suit. I have broken up with two boys. One I told that mom doesn't want me dating yet and the other I told there was somebody else. (well, there was, but that's only because he had some sense knocked into his head (by me) for breaking up with me in the first place. He was miserable, I was miserable and dating boy x on the rebound. Not good. I got fed up cause x wasn't a very nice person and I'm better than that, and went back out with boy a. all is good.) well, boy x graduated and I haven't seen him since. You can always try the "I want to be friends," shtick, but I don't know how that works in practice. Sorry. Your Pooka loves you too, and wishes you luck on Ghosts.
Whitewitch123 - Thanx!! Angsty!Percy is my favorite, too.
Until next time, I was, am and will always be, Immortaljedi.
No matter what the year, double potions with the Slytherins was hell on Earth. Snape sat in the front of the classroom in his teacher's chair, his hands steepled in front, his fingertips just touching his lips. His eyes were hidden by the light reflected off his glasses as he observed the class. (an/ glasses are for reading, but he often forgets to take them off.) Percy chopped the mandrake root while Oliver stirred the potion. They hadn't mentioned the event of the other day; in fact they hadn't spoken at all. Oliver glanced up and shuddered. Percy raised an eyebrow at him.
"I hate it when he looks at me like that." Oliver muttered. Percy smirked.
"How can you tell he's looking at you? You can't see his eyes."
"He's always looking at me. Just waiting for me to mess up and detract points from Gryffindor."
"You're paranoid Oliver."
"Am I?"
"Wood! No talking in class." Oliver shot Percy a look that plainly said, "See?" They continued to work for almost ten minutes before Oliver tried to talk again.
"Percy.about the other night."
"Not now Oliver. Be my friend for this class. We'll talk later." Oliver studied him closely for a minute.
"If you're sure, I'll."
"Mr. Wood. Would you kindly refrain from talking to your boyfriend in class. Some of your classmates are trying to work. Don't make me tell you again."
"Sorry Professor." Oliver meekly replied. Percy's ears turned pink. The partners next to them finished the potion and brought it up to the desk. At Snape's approval, the pair packed up to leave. Marcus took this time to act.
"Always new you were a queer, Wood. But honestly, a Weasley? And a fucking worthless one at that." Oliver tensed, and Percy's hand flew faster than sight to rest on his shoulder, holding him back.
"It's not worth it, Oliver. Just let it go. He's not worth it." Percy murmured. Oliver clenched his jaw and refused to turn around. The partners in front of them finished. Marcus continued.
"Bet he's fucking great in the sack. That's the only reason to sleep with a Weasley. How does it feel to fuck him, Wood? Does he beg for it? Your cock rammed up his tight pale arse?" Oliver was shaking with fury and trying to control himself. That bastard. Percy, apparently calm, added the final ingredients to the potion and Oliver stopped stirring, waiting for the final color change. The partners on their other side finished. Marcus continued.
"Or maybe he hasn't put out, yet. You're really missing something, Wood. He gives great head. He's so pretty when he kneels at your feet, hair messed up, glasses broken, nose bleeding, lips wrapped around your cock, his tongue." Marcus never got to finish that sentence as Percy turned and stared at him. Oliver never saw his eyes, but Marcus did, and whatever he saw in there must have frightened him off because he blanched and snapped his mouth shut.
Percy turned back around and poured the potion into the vial and handed it to Oliver, whispering, "Go take this up to Snape before Marcus can say any more. I don't want there to be a fight." Oliver, jaw tight, nodded and brought the vial up to Professor Snape. Percy gathered his and Oliver's books together. Behind him Marcus poured his potion into a vial and headed up to the front. On his way his hand snaked out and grabbed Percy's rather firm behind. Percy stiffened, a blush rising at the base of his neck and coloring his ears. Oliver came back and grabbed his bag. He glanced at Percy.
"Percy.?"
"Not now Oliver." Percy shouldered his bag, grabbed his extra books and almost-ran from the dungeons, leaving behind a very confused Oliver.
Gryffindor Boys Dorm
Percy was sitting in the window seat by the time Oliver made it to the dorm. His face was blank as his eyes watched the wind blow the trees of the forest.
"Percy?"
"Oliver." Oliver put his bag down and went to stand next to Percy at the window.
"What's going on, Perc. I've never seen you like this before." Percy snorted.
"Of course you haven't I normally hide it better." Oliver sighed.
"Why won't you tell me what's wrong, Percy. I care about you and I just want to help." Percy closed his eyes, obviously thinking over something. Without opening his eyes he began to speak.
"I've been fighting all my life, it seems. First it was my brothers, trying to make them behave in the safe-houses. Then it was the Slytherins, trying to keep myself from being beaten to a bloody pulp. Then it was everybody else who wanted to get at me, trying to make me open up. I'm a shy person, normally, and they just couldn't get that. Then my brothers came to school and I was fighting with them again, trying to make them behave as I had as a youngster. It just got worse as time went on. The twins got meaner, the Slytherins got stronger and added verbal insults. Then I became a prefect and nobody listens." He paused and Oliver opened his mouth. He closed it and opened it again but before he could speak, Percy started again, his voice small and low.
"I've been fighting with depression since about fifth year. I put on my mask of 'Perfect Percy' and I act the pompous ass that everyone thinks I am." He gave a hollow laugh. "Bill, darling but clueless brother that he is, gave me a silver decorated switchblade for my birthday. He picked it up on his job and thought I would appreciate the detail. Perhaps use it as a letter opener or something. I put it to a better use.
"I kept it on my person at all time along with a supply of adhesive bandages, like the muggles use. When everything got to be too much I retreated to my comfort, the blade and the blood. My walls were so strong that I didn't feel anything except for the pain. I cut to keep me feeling.
"It's not really that far off a concept. It's human nature to define reality by pain. It's just another example of our violent lives. I just needed a little more than the rest of the world. I wasn't suicidal, but if not for Penny, I might have been.
"She found out about me and took my knife away. Made me promise to stop. Didn't work. I lasted for about 2 days. I took one of the dinner knives. She found it. I took a paperclip. She found it. I used the nib of a pen. She found it. Finally, I resorted to using my sharpened fingernail." He laughed a bit. "It took her forever to find that one, but she did.
"Throughout all this we had been pretending to be secret lovers. I really can't tell you why. It was her request and it's not my secret to tell. She started to take me out in Hogsmead and introduced me to all her friends. They were really nice and started to show me things, like dancing and a muggle pastime called Karaoke. They kept my mind off the pain and I was able to look forward to something other than that blade. My scars faded and because of a charm from Penny.she's really good at charms.They only appear when I get extremely upset." He stopped, his throat clenching, closing his eyes. Oliver reached forward and placed a hand on Percy's shoulder, offering strength. Through the thin material of his robe, Oliver could feel small ridges. 'the scars,' he thought. Percy tensed briefly, then relaxed slowly against Oliver, reaching a hand up and placing it over Oliver's.
"They were gone for so long, I had forgotten. Because of my new friends, I was feeling better about myself. They helped me regain confidence in myself and in the rest of the world. Even when the twins pulled their pranks I didn't get upset as much. I could see that they weren't being deliberately mean.well.they were, but they didn't intend to hurt me that much. It wasn't their fault I have such thin skin. But then." He cut of again and Oliver gently squeezed, offering comfort.
"It was a long time coming what happened, I guess. Since about 4th year, when puberty kicked in, I've avoided going to the dungeons alone. Even if I'm following a group, there is always somebody else around. That is, until the other day. I was coming back from delivering a message to Professor Snape and moving rather quickly to get out of there as soon as possible. I wasn't really looking where I was going and I ran strait into Flint. He grabbed me before I fell and shoved me against the wall. I hit my head, and the rest is just a swirl of images, but I remember enough what he did, what he made me do.
"He has a knife, similar to the one I own, and when he pinned me to the wall, he cut my robes to shreds. Cut me too. I was so scared, I couldn't move. That was what I had tried so hard to avoid. He called me a pretty boy, a fairy, said I was begging for it. Called me a whore, said I was nothing better and never could be. He held that knife to my temple and opened his robes. He."
"Shh, Percy. I understand. You don't have to go on." He stepped closer as he Pulled Percy closer to him, wrapping him close. Percy clung to him as he cried, relishing for the first time in the feel of somebody he loved besides his mother holding him close for comfort.
TBC.
Was that two days? I think it was. Anyway, here it is! I don't know when the next chapter will be out, since I have to work all of next week. They scheduled me every day!!! I'm only used to 2 or 3 days!! Good news is, I gets lots a $. Cha ching!
Anyway, Yes, Percy does love Oliver. They have a Sentinel-Guide type thing going on, they just haven't realized it yet. Percy fell for Oliver in their 5th year. Oliver fell for him as well, but both were afraid to act. Percy was to depressed to do much anyway. Now, however.
Rogue - I am gonna Storm him out. Watch when he meets Marcus again (he he he) I'm updating as fast as I can. I have work and summer homework to do as well.
Jane Fairfax - yes, it is dark. I'm trying for something more serious. (is it working) I like Percy to be dark, anyway. Makes him more real to me. You cannot act the way he does and NOT be depressed.in my mind anyway. I like my version of that whole situation better than JK's myself.
WyldeHorse - uh.wow. It was the same for me, only reversed. I got ostracized after I moved, but never that bad. And it ended in High School, mostly because of the school band. And you're supposed to feel sorry for Percy - that to counteract how everybody else hates him and they way he acts in the books.
Lady Cinnibar - Not at first, they wouldn't. But he got so stiff and stuffy they did everything they could to make him show emotion, including cry. The Slytherins just wanted him to cry period. You're right. He is VERY thin skinned, and is misreading the Gryffindors as well, but they do the same thing as the twins sometimes. Ohh.gentle breakups.not my strong suit. I have broken up with two boys. One I told that mom doesn't want me dating yet and the other I told there was somebody else. (well, there was, but that's only because he had some sense knocked into his head (by me) for breaking up with me in the first place. He was miserable, I was miserable and dating boy x on the rebound. Not good. I got fed up cause x wasn't a very nice person and I'm better than that, and went back out with boy a. all is good.) well, boy x graduated and I haven't seen him since. You can always try the "I want to be friends," shtick, but I don't know how that works in practice. Sorry. Your Pooka loves you too, and wishes you luck on Ghosts.
Whitewitch123 - Thanx!! Angsty!Percy is my favorite, too.
Until next time, I was, am and will always be, Immortaljedi.