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"Do you think you could introduce me to Percy?"
"Percy Weasley?" Hermione glances over at Audrey, curious. Still, she continues to finger through her notes for her afternoon meeting. "I suppose. Why? Looking for a new job?"
"No…" Audrey trails off, nervous. "I thought you might set me up with him. On a date."
Hermione's head snaps up. "You want to go on a date with Percy Weasley."
"Unless you don't think he'd like me," Audrey says, the corners of her lips pulling downwards.
"No, no." Hermione sets her parchment down, looking her friend squarely in the eye. "That's not what I meant. Of course I'll set you up. And…and of course he'll like you."
It's true. Percy does like Audrey, and she certainly likes him. After their date, Audrey can't stop talking about how wonderful he is. How he bought her flowers, opened the door for her, complimented her dress…
"…did you wear the green one?"
"Yeah! Just like you suggested. You know, I really think he could be one…"
Hermione can't quite pinpoint why it bothers her so much.
