For the Romantically Romantic Daily Writing Challenge on the Ministry of Magic Discord.


H.M.S. Bedknobs & Broomsticks
— Oliver and Percy —


Ginny stood in front of Percy's office desk, hip cocked to the side and arms crossed against her chest. Once again, she had found her brother and was desperately trying to drag him to one of her games. In the past, she'd tried a variety of techniques. She'd played to his familial pride, tried to bribe him, and even threatened him with one of her infamous Bat-Bogey hexes. This time, however, she was clearly trying to guilt him into it.

"Honestly, Percy." Her eyes were wide and imploring. Her lower lip jutted out slightly, as if she was preparing herself to cry. "You're the only one who hasn't come to see me play. Even Hermione's come, for goodness sake. Charlie hasn't missed a single game and he doesn't even live in the country!"

"I'm busy, Gin." Percy kept his eyes trained on the pile of papers in front of him. "Maybe next time."

"And it should be a really good game," Ginny continued as if she hadn't heard him. "It's against Puddlemere United, so it should be close."

At this, Percy's head snapped up. "You're playing Puddlemere United?"

"Yes," Ginny drew the word out, brow furrowed. The cogs in her brain whirled. Then, as understanding dawned on her, she added, "And, you know, you'd be welcome to come to the after party. Mingle with some of the players..."

"The after party," Percy repeated. "To mingle with some of the players."

"Yeah. In fact, I insist." Ginny's tone was firm. "It'll make up for all the games of mine that you've missed."

"Right." His gaze had long since shifted from the documents. Instead, he looked into the distance, eyes glazed over and thoughtful. "Yes. I suppose you're right. It's important for me to support you and your career, isn't it?"

"Very."

"I'll be there," he said. "Saturday, right? And the game starts..."

"...at seven," Ginny finished. The corners of her lips were tugged upwards. "Brilliant. I'm so looking forward it."

"Yes." Percy gave a non-committal hum. "So am I."