Paring: Charlie/Percy
Prompt: Why do you always have to be so sure of yourself
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"Why do you always have to be so sure of yourself?" Charlie asked his brother during an argument. Percy sighed, stared at Charlie, and then looked down holding his hands.
"It's all I have."
"Excuse me?" Charlie questioned. Percy sighed again.
"It's all I have. Bill's working with his bank so people admire him, you're lucky with the ladies and you have dragons which brings up interesting conversations, Ronald is best friends with Harry Potter, Fred and George have the joke shop, and Ginny is the only girl. I have to be smart. I have to be so sure of myself just so people are aware that I am in the room. With out(Without) it, I am nothing." Percy stopped playing with his hands.
"Perce, you're off your rocker. You have your smarts. Something none of us have!" Charlie laughed.
"Everyone has their own smarts. But I have book smarts, and knowledge smarts. That's why I have to argue my point every time."
"True, but come on, let's go outside and enjoy the nice summer air. Enough of the pity party." Charlie forgot what the argument was really about.