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AN: Okay I lied, here is another non- D/G Drabble I found. Unlike most of the previous drabbles, I am posting this in its original form, I did not add anything to it. Enjoy! The next installment will be D/G, and it is one of my personal favorites. I am putting the finishing touches on it, and it will be up shortly. Oh, btw, the prompt for this was "a rite of passage"; some incident that marks a change in a character's life.
When you have a family of your own to take care of, you'll understand.
Those words of yours stuck in my mind more than anything else. They were the last words you spoke to me before our estrangement. I know that Mum had no idea you sought me out, but I was not surprised to see you at my doorstep. After how I ended things with her the day before, I knew I had not seen the last of you. There was no way you would allow anyone, let alone your own child disrespect your wife like that.
I thought how hypocritical and naive your words were. You had a family to take care of, yet you never attempted to properly advance your career to care for us. I remember growing up lost in a sea of red hair and near poverty. We are an ancient Pureblood family, but society has long looked down upon us. That was your fault. There were many chances for you to move up in the Ministry, if only you would behave in a more refined manner. Perhaps if you had not been so vocal about your fascination with all things Muggle, or even kept your staunch views on protecting them to yourself, we would have been more respected. Instead, the entire family had to suffer because of your quirks.
I could never get you to understand that there was more to life than what we had. There was nothing wrong with wanting comfortable surroundings and well connected acquaintances. Sure, you knew Dumbledore well enough, but he was not the height of society. You never understood that as a Pureblood family we had certain standards to live up to. I respected your views, but thought you selfish in sticking to them at the expense of your family's reputation. I thought that my speedy advancement within the Ministry ranks would at least make you proud, if not also inspire you to reach higher. You thought I was the naive one, though; being taken in by the allure of wealth and position.
So I left, feeling it best to align myself with the Ministry rather than my family's tarnished name. I will admit being somewhat humbled when I learned that all you and mum had tried to tell me about Minister Fudge was true. Being a young man I was not willing to concede though, that I had been in the wrong. I still blamed you for the Weasley's lot in life. My resentment grew when my name nearly cost me my beloved Penelope. Her family was outraged that she would still consort with a Weasley, and demanded she choose between them and me.
To be faced with such a decision tore out her heart, but she chose to marry me. I cursed you everyday, for the inadequacies of your own life were impacting my own. I watched her cry when we were alone on holidays. Even worse was when the dark times began, and she did not have her family to lean on. That beautiful angel of mine suffered because of my cursed heritage.
Then, in the midst of our isolation, a ray of light came into our lives. Penelope informed me I would be a father. Despite the joyousness of such news, a heavy weight bore down on her; we were still alone. That was when those long hated words of yours re-entered my mind. Now, I did have my own family to take care of. I am man enough to admit that I was not doing a proper job. Though I could not admit it, I had long since realized that the foundation of our estrangement was built on faulty ground. You simply did not want to see me used, disillusioned, or worse.
My pride was what truly caused my angel pain, and if allowed would also hurt my child. While I was quick to point out your short comings, I never looked at your achievements. I grew up surrounded by love. While I might not have always felt as if I fit in, I knew that I had a secure place with my family. In my arrogance I turned into a man who placed importance on material items. I had not created friendships, rather distant business contacts. I was the one who brought shame to the Weasley name.
Knowing that I have a child on the way has brought life into perspective. I want my child to have what I did; a strong sense of family. I want the raucous family dinners, the crowded holidays, and the sense of security that comes with a good family. Penelope and I know that her family turned on us; I turned on you.
So, Father, I am apologizing for all my errors. I know that it has been a long time, but I want to make up for all we have lost. I can say nothing more of my behavior than I understand, now that I have a family of my own to take care of. We will see you soon, I swear.
Your Son,
Percy Weasley
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