Quidditch was such an odd game. There was no rhyme or reason to it. Everyone was doing something different at the exact same time. At least that was what it looked like to Percy.

"Oh come on Percy," exclaimed Oliver, "you promised me that you'd let me teach you how to fly properly."

George nodded, "And I told Hermione I'd teach her as well."

"So you see you just have to play," Fred drawled giving his twin a smug look.

Percy frowned at the group gathered around him. It had been almost a week since that day he, Charlie, and Bill had stood watching the others play Quidditch. And Charlie just happened to mention that he had said it did look like a bit of fun. The others although well meaning had assumed that meant he was interested in playing.

"George, Fred he doesn't have to fly if he doesn't want to. Some people just aren't fond of flying," Hermione said in her most patronizing voice that she only seemed to have reserved for Ron, Harry and the twins.

"People like you right Hermy?" George snorted tightening his grip on her wrist so she couldn't run away.

"Shut up George," Oliver cut in saving the blushing Hermione from retorting, "what do you say Perce?"

"Um er how bout we just do a bit of flying? And then the rest of you can play Quidditch if you'd like."

"Oh fine." Fred pouted before taking off into the sky.

George took off right behind him with the screaming and breathless Hermione hanging on to him for dear life. Percy smiled watching the three squabble with each other.

"There is definitely something going on between George and Hermione," Percy noted purposefully avoiding Oliver's gaze.

"Don't think you can escape me that easily Percy," Oliver scolded lightly swooping down to deposit Percy on the broom in front of him.

And the two were off looping and swerving everywhere. The stars twinkled in the evening sky and the half moon bathed them in an angelic light. It was a very romantic setting Percy thought with a blush coloring his cheeks. Or it would have been if the others weren't there. He leant back into Oliver with a sigh as he let the wind wash over him, the soft flutter across his face and the comforting feeling of the rise and fall of Oliver's chest was almost enough to lull him to sleep. Oliver smelt like spring time and broomsticks.

"Percy?" The deep voice of Oliver questioned.

And it was so warm. He felt like he could stay here in this same place forever as long as he had his Oli.

"PERCY?"

Percy snapped back to reality with a jerk. His Oli? Had he really just been thinking that? Percy was happy Oliver couldn't see him because he was sure his face was as red as a tomato.

"Are you okay Perce?" Oliver asked his voice full of concern.

"I'm fine Oliver."

"Are you sure? I told the twins it was to soon after the attack your still not fully healed."

He signaled to the twins and began his decent towards the ground Percy held tighter in his arms. Once they reached the ground he pushed Percy softly onto a patch of grass and waited for the others. Down from the sky a laughing Fred came with a flustered Hermione in front of him and an equally happy George. Oliver raised an eyebrow at Hermione but decided not to ask how she had gone from riding behind George to riding in front of Fred.

"Percy is feeling tired guys so we should head in."

"Oh no Oliver that's okay you guys go fly some more I'll just sit and watch for a while."

Oliver frowned thinking it over for a while until Hermione spoke up.

"I'll sit with you, I've had enough of flying with those two to last me a lifetime." she brushed the hair out of her face and rolled her eyes when George stuck his tongue out at her.

"Alright then," Oliver said slowly still not to happy with the situation at all.

"Honestly Oliver I'll be fine," Percy exclaimed, "go and have fun with the twinzillas."

"Hardy har Percy," Fred said sticking his tongue out at him as well.

"Just go," Hermione growled taking one menacing step towards Fred.

"Okay, okay don't get your knickers in a twist," George muttered dodging the kick she aimed at his shins.

The three boys mounted there brooms and sped off into the sky Oliver glancing back at Percy frequently.

"It's very cute," Hermione noted after they had sat in silence for a while.

"What is?" Percy asked.

"You and Oliver of course. I mean I never would have thought it if George hadn't mentioned something to me but you really do make such a cute couple." She giggled a little at this but stopped after seeing the look on his face.

"Don't worry everyone's okay with it. I mean your still you even if you like other boys," she rushed on stumbling over herself in her embarrassment.

Percy's eyes widened at that and he found himself for the millionth time that day blushing a very pretty pink color as he stared at her, mouth open agape.

"I'm not dating Oliver. I'm not even gay," He said his voice rising to a particularly high octave that would have most people cringing.

It was Hermione's turn to blush as she realized her mistake.

"But George said ... Well what I mean is ... I just thought, you seem so close and from what everyone's been telling me your almost always with him. And I ... Well ... Oh dear I'll just stop talking now," she cried as his expressions went from angry, to embarrassed, to shocked finally settling on annoyed.

An uncomfortable silence stole about the two. Hermione looked like she would break into tears at any minute and was fervently wishing someone would come and save her. And as luck would have it or maybe a divine intervention from God on the poor girls behalf someone did appear striding toward them. Though Hermione's relieved expression quickly vanished upon recognition and she wondered if she should have stayed with Percy instead of facing the dreaded beast's.

"Ron, Harry," she called backing up slightly and bracing herself for the explosion she knew would come.

"BLOODY HELL! Hermione you are in such trouble missy. Harry and I looked everywhere for you. And here we find you sitting out in the Quidditch pitch. Quidditch pitch? Just having a nice chat with Percy. We were worried about you, you can't just up and leave it's dangerous without us to protect you. You could have been killed! Or worse EXPELLED! What do you have to say for yourself huh? Huh? Come on were all waiting."

Hermione gulped ears smarting from that lecture she tried to get Harry's help but at the evil look on his face she knew he was just as angry if not more then Ron. And the wild look on both their faces didn't bode well for her if she didn't come up with an answer soon.

"Um Percy says he's not gay," she blurted out quickly sighing in happiness at the blank looks on her friends faces.

"Don't be stupid Mione he's going out with Oliver the whole family knows it," Ron snapped glaring at her.

"WHAT?" Percy bellowed.

Percy had blanched when he heard Hermione's comment and his scream seemed to alert the other two boys to the fact that he was still there. He stalked toward Ron with that slow measured walk he always used when he was about ready to kill the person, the person usually being like this case one of his siblings. Ron gulped and slowly started to inch backward watching as Hermione made an "eep" noise and ran to hide behind Harry who remained safely off to the side of Percy's line of vision.

"I am NOT dating Oliver. And I am certainly NOT gay!" Percy screamed into Ron's face putting the fear of God back into his little brother.

"Okay, okay your not gay!" Ron cried throwing his hands up in his face and hiding behind Hermione leaving Harry to face the wrath of his older brother.

"Hey," Harry said defensively, "I never said you were gay, but I'm totally fine with it you know just in case you decide you are again."

"GAH!" Percy screamed stalking off to the lake leaving behind three very frightened teenagers.

Attracted by all the yelling the twins and Oliver landed on the ground next to the trio looking very confused.

"What happened?" George asked.

"We found out something." Hermione explained to him from her spot holding onto Harry's arm for dear life.

"What did you find out?" Fred asked an eyebrow raised in silent inquiry.

"Percy is either extremely straight or ..."

"Or what?"

"In serious denial." Harry said.

George sighed, "Better go talk to him."

"I'll do it," Oliver said stopping George and disappearing after Percy.

The five left in the pitch stared around at each other for a few seconds before grabbing their things and heading back up to the castle.

"Yep definitely in denial."

"SHUT UP Ron!"

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Authors Note - I realized that I classified this story as Romance/Angst at the beginning and it's really not. There will be a slash relationship but it will not be the prominent focus of the story. I'm sorry to everyone who was pulling for a really fun romantic Percy/Oliver slash story. I hope you will keep reading!! Also about the characters like Harry, Ron, and Hermione they'll be in this story but not overly much. It's more Percy and will have the other older siblings in most of it. Sorry and once again I hope this doesn't make you stop reading my story. Bye!!