Perfect
Look, if I owned the books I wouldn't need to write fan fiction would I? Yes, gasp at that little revelation!
Author: Dimitri Aidan
Rating: Year one: Pg. Overall: R, due to light sexual content as they age.
Series: Nah.
Order: It follows them as they age. Not every year will have a story, sorry, and some years will have more than one.
Warnings: Uhh…not much. They're eleven, for Christ's sake. Get yer minds out of the goddamn gutter! Some pre-slash stuff, Percy's a little depressed, and Oliver is…well, he's very secretive about his family life, but I can't tell you why without giving away some things. Maybe a little foul language.
POV: Third Person
Pairings: Eventual Oliver/Percy and Percy/Penelope, but we won't see any of that for a few 'years'.
Notes: I'm not sure how much older Bill and Charlie are than Percy or which is older. (I'm pretty sure it's Bill though) But, due to my Weasley boy craving, I stuck them both in here anyway. Feel free to argue about it you might get through eventually.
Summery: Oliver knew Percy was special the moment he laid eyes on him and nothing would ever change that. Not people, abusive fathers, girls, or even falling in love with Percy. A tale of two boys over seven years.
Other: I refuse to embarrass myself by attempting a Scottish Accent. I'm from Colorado and I live in New Jersey. I think that should about sum up my potential accent skills.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXMorning smiles
Like the face
Of a newborn child,
Innocent, unknowing.
Winter's end
Promises
Of a long lost friend.
Speaks to me of comfort
But I fear
I have nothing to give.
I have so much
To lose here in this lonely place.
Tangled up in your embrace
There's nothing I'd like better than
To fall.
But I fear
I have nothing to give.
Wind in time
Rapes the flower
Trembling on the vine
And nothing yields to shelter
From above.
They say temptation will destroy our love.
The never ending hunger
But I fear
I have nothing to give
I have so much
To lose here in this lonely place
Tangled up in our embrace
There's nothing I'd like better than
To fall
But I fear
I have nothing to give.
I have so much to lose.
I have nothing to give.
We have so much to lose...
Sarah McLachlan-Fear- Song for the First Year
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Year One, Part One: Some Great Need in Me
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Percy Weasley looked at the long train waiting for the students to board so it could leave King's Cross.
He was afraid. He had never been away from home and his family before, and now he was going away until, at the least, Christmas. He didn't want to go and almost told his mother so when he noticed the wide smile on her lips.
It was the same smile she had worn when seeing Bill and Charlie off every year, the smile she wore when good reports were sent home for them. She was proud of her son and he hadn't even done anything yet.
He felt his stomach knot as the realization that he couldn't grab her robes and whine like he was a little kid anymore. He was eleven after all, not nine like the twins, seven like Ron, or six like Ginny; he was a big kid and he should act like it.
Besides maybe this would be his chance to prove he could do stuff too.
His older brothers had medals and trophies to their names, the twins were handfuls but when they weren't underfoot, which was almost never, mum always gushed about how smart they were, Ron was already brave and looked after Ginny, and Ginny was the baby girl.
He would go to Hogwarts and set a good example for the younger kids.
That thought made some of the tension in his chest go away and he managed a tiny smile when his mother kissed his cheek then sent him onto the train with Bill and Charlie.
"You okay Perc?" Bill asked, pushing hair out of his eyes and smiling. Percy nodded, but Bill didn't look convinced. "It's okay to be scared you know. Charlie was scared his first year too." Bill winked while the other boy sputtered embarrassedly.
Percy smiled back then laughed at Charlie's expression. "I'm fine."
"I was not scared!" Charlie said finally. "Don't go lying to him about that type of thing."
"You were practically crying when the train pulled away." Bill laughed.
"I was-"
His brother's voices faded to the background as Percy looked around in awe. There were so many people getting on the train, looking for their friends, and waving goodbye to parents that Percy suddenly felt very small and unimportant standing there, alone.
Only he wasn't alone, since Bill and Charlie were there, but they were there together. Percy was just a tag along because he didn't have friends of his own yet. He wasn't really with them, just hovering around them, because mum had said they had to look after him.
He looked at the ground and stopped, but only for an instant. When he looked up again they were gone, Bill and Charlie had been swallowed whole by the mass of people and he was alone, for real.
He was going to cry. He could feel the tears burning his eyes and he wanted to cry, but what if someone saw him? The other kids might make fun of him for crying then he'd be unpopular before school even started then he'd spend the next seven years with no friends and-
"Hi."
Percy blinked at the boy in front of him, with surprised eyes. He was smaller then Percy, but Percy was almost as tall as Charlie so that wasn't too odd, with dark brown hair and friendly eyes. He smiled at Percy widely, waiting for him to say something.
"Uh, hi."
"I'm Oliver, and I was about to get on the train, but you looked a little lost and I thought I'd see if you were okay."
Percy smiled sheepishly. "I'm fine. My older brothers got away from me is all."
Oliver nodded. "Well, you can sit with me and my friends then." He took Percy by the hand. "Come on, they're right over here."
--
Percy was shy, Oliver realized that early on when he whispered hellos to Oliver's friends, a group of third years that lived around him and had offered to watch out for him until the got to Hogwarts.
Percy remained quiet and blushed every time he was spoken to, but answered politely as well, which was weird. Oliver didn't know many kids who were polite unless their parents were hovering directly over their shoulder and watching very closely.
Percy was kind of weird and really shy.
But Oliver liked him already. He was nice, and laughed at the jokes that the older kids just made faces at, and even his laugh was quiet, which Oliver kind of liked. It was kind of his mother's laugh, only…nicer. It was more friendly or something.
His mother almost never laughed. She was so sad so much of the time. Oliver didn't understand it, but getting into Hogwarts had made her really happy so he knew he had to go out and do really well. He had to make her proud.
So he thought Percy would be a good friend. Which was good, because he couldn't hang out with a bunch of third years all yearlong could he?
Nope, he would seem like some kind of a baby if he followed them around all the time. It would look like he needed them to take care of him. Which he didn't. He was, after all, the oldest child. He didn't need anyone to look after him.
But, now that he had Percy he would have a friend in his own year, wouldn't look like a baby, and would have someone to talk to.
At least he would if he and Percy were in the same house.
But what if they weren't? Then he wouldn't really be able to talk to Percy as much. He didn't care for that idea too much.
He pushed the idea out of his mind and looked over at Percy who had been looking at the floor, but looked up suddenly. Oliver noticed that his bright red bangs kept falling into his very light blue eyes and, without really thinking, reached up and brushed them back behind Percy's ear.
Percy just blinked then shrugged and went back to his patch pf carpet. Oliver didn't notice the looks his other friends exchanged.
Well, Percy would just have to be in his house, whether the other boy liked it or not.
When Percy left for a minute, probably to go to the bathroom, Selena, a third year Ravenclaw girl with long black hair and black eyes with silver flecks spoke.
"He seems a bit stuck up."
Anita, another Ravenclaw nodded. "Yeah, he was practically ignoring us the whole time."
Oliver frowned. "He's just shy."
"You don't even know him." Charles, a Hufflepuff boy said, shaking his head. "I think he thinks he's better because he's from an old wizarding family."
"I bet he doesn't care for Muggle Borns either." Matt, another Ravenclaw, said. "I never see his brothers talking to any."
"That's just stupid." Rebecca, a Gryffindor frowned at them. "You all know that Bill and Charlie are two of the best guys in all of Hogwarts. Smart, cute, on the team…"
"That's probably why he's so stuck up." Selena muttered. "Thinks because his brothers are so high and mighty he can just treat the rest of us however he wants."
Oliver scowled. "Well, I don't care what you think, but you shouldn't say things like that when he's around."
The four teens watched their young friend stalk off then looked at each other, clearly confused.
"Did we say something wrong?" Matt asked. His friends shrugged. Rebecca rolled her eyes.
"I'm surrounded by idiots."
--
Oliver found Percy two cars down, staring out of a window. "Why are you back here?"
"I don't think your friends like me much." Percy whispered. Oliver shrugged.
"So? They're stupid."
Percy glanced up at him. "Why are you being so nice? You don't have to be you know. No one else is really nice to me or anything." Not that his family was mean, he just…got lost sometimes.
"Then they're stupid too." Oliver declared, sitting across from Percy and flashing him a blinding smile. "Because I like you. I think you nice, and quite, and shy, and you have a funny laugh."
Percy flushed. "I have a funny laugh?"
"Yeah, but not in a bad way." Oliver said cheerfully. "I like and everything, it's just funny."
"I get it. I think." Percy scratched his head then sat up a little. "So, what do you want to do now?"
"Well…you could tell me about your brothers." Oliver said after a moment of thought. "I'm the only boy and I always thought having brothers would be cool."
Percy frowned. "Well Bill and Charlie are my older brothers, Ron, Fred, and George are my younger brothers, and Ginny is my younger sister. Bill and Charlie do really well in school and mum says they have a lot of friends and will do really 'good for themselves when they graduate'. This is Bill's last year, but Charlie still has one more after this."
"Wow." Oliver said, looking awed. "You have a big family. It's just me, my two sisters, and my mum."
"Where's your dad?"
Oliver shrugged. "I don't know. One day he was saying he'd take me to watch a Quidditch match and the next day he was gone."
"Well that doesn't sound very nice." Percy said while wondering how someone's father could just leave them. His father only left for work and always said how much he hated to leave them all of the time like that. Just leaving your family alone didn't seem like something someone would do.
"I guess not." Oliver said, voice sounding a little distant. Percy looked like he was going to say something, but voices outside of the compartment drew his attention.
"I don't believe we lost him."
"Mum is going to skin us alive this time Bill."
Percy laughed and Oliver turned. He could see two heads with the same color hair as Percy's bobbing outside of the compartment door.
"Hey, you wanna scare them a bit?"
Percy blinked. "Scare them?"
Oliver smiled a little.
--
When Bill and Charlie walked into the last compartment on the train and found it empty they all but started crying. They had lost Percy and now they were going to die. It was rather simple. The moment their mother found out about this they're mother would surely come all the way out to Hogwarts and make them regret it. But they didn't want to die just yet.
Sighing dejectedly, they decided to tell Professor Mcgongall the minute they got to the school then left the compartment, which filled with laughter the second the door shut.
--
"That was mean." Percy laughed, crawling out from under the seat he had been hiding beneath.
"So?" Oliver asked, smiling again. "They did lose you, scaring them a little will teach them to watch you more closely next time won't it?"
Percy nodded, still laughing and settled into his seat. "That was still mean. They are going to be really mad when they find out I tricked them."
Oliver shrugged. "I won't let them do anything to you, I promise."
And Percy found that he believed him.
