Loosing Percy was never meant to happen this way.
Oliver had always imagined that the day he lost Percy Weasley, as a friend and anything else, would be a day that was dramatic and painful and sudden. It would be an argument, maybe they'd be breaking up, maybe it would be over a boy, another guy. Maybe it would be about the twins or their friendship. It was meant to be loud and fast. A heated argument that left them holding back tears with sore throats.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
He was loosing Percy slowly. To a girl aswell. That Ravenclaw prefect , Clearwater, it was all her fault. She'd asked Percy out, he'd turned her down. She kept coming back and asking him, over and over again. Percy eventually said yes to get her off his case. Things didn't end there though because she was conniving and stole his attention. She was smart and a stickler for rules, not spontaneous, loud and average like Oliver. Not heartbroken like Oliver.
She'd not loved the perfect prefect since the moment she'd laid eyes on him.
Not sat up and listened to him rant about his brothers who did everything to get at him. She hadn't helped him stand up for himself against Flint who'd stolen his glasses, hadn't been there for Percy when Ron got out of the hospital wing the previous year. She'd come on the scene, working her way in. She took up Percy's time and the prefect didn't seem to notice his best friend was having to tag along with Derrick Warrington, the seventh year seeker who was a complete idiot.
Seventh year went the same way too... Percy and Penelope, people said it had a ring to it. Oliver thought it was the worst thing he'd ever heard. It should have been Percy and Oliver or Oliver and Percy but fates hated him.
He could have coped with not being in Percy's league if he'd have had his friendship, but that was slowly torn from him and whilst he tried to stop it, threw out every stop to try and get Percy to spend just five minutes with him, the boy was always busy and he found he couldn't stop it as much as he wanted to.
As much as he really wanted to, really had to, really needed to...
Leaving Oliver...
Alone.
Author's Notes: Ok, a sad one, a very sad one from me, I think...
Anywho, it was inspired by Snow Patrol's "Run" and Y"ou are all that I have", aswell as numerous Mystery Jets songs and GlassJaw's "I'm sorry"
Anyways, hope you liked. I don't think I'll carry it on but I may be persuaded if you guys feel this isn't finished