I don't own Harry Potter
A/N What if Percy had not been a giant prat during the fifth book? what if joined the order at the end of the Trio's fourth year? What if Harry was a girl named Jane? What if Percy Loved her?
Percy Weasley watched the people crowd around the girl he loved. He stood at the edge of the crowd all the blood drained from his face he couldn't believe how close he had came to losing her. He listened to her speak he listened to Dumbledore and he knew what he had to do. He listened to Fudge and he felt sick to his stomach. He watched in disgust as the man he once looked up to and respected left the room and Dumbledore got down to the truth of what he wanted what everyone could do to help the upcoming cause. Percy stayed in the shadows no one really paid him any mind. He waited until the everyone cleared out and then he stood next her bed watching her sleep fitfully.
"Jane," He whispered as looked down at her."I promise I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe." He stroked her hand. Not paying attention to the big saggy black dog that laid on the foot of her bed until he felt something wet against his hand.
"Well hello there." He smiled and patted the dog. "Are you guarding her." He brushed his hand through the black fur. He swore the dog smiled at him.
"Percy." He looked up his blue eyes colliding with her Hazel. Her red hair fanned out across her Pillow.
"Hey Janie how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine, I see you met Snuffles." She patted the dog. "What are you doing here Perce?"
"Making sure you're ok of course." He smiled at that smile only she could get out of him.
"I'm fine go get some rest I know you're going to need to get to work tomorrow." He was reluctant to leave but he knew she was right so with one last look left her alone her hand tangled in the black dogs fur her eyes fluttering heavy with sleep.
He left Hogwarts and appereted to the Burrow. He let himself into the house the kitchen dark he lit a lamp and made himself a cup of tea. He sat at the table and drank it not really noticing the taste just wanting something to wrap his hands around.
"Percy." Molly had came down to get breakfast ready. Percy was startled he looked up into his mothers eyes and then out the window above the sink where the sun started to come up. He hadn't even noticed as the sun came up. He'd been so absorbed in his own thoughts.
"Sorry if I startled you mum." He sighed standing up and pouring out the now cold tea. He sat back down and scrubbed his hands over his tired face.
"Percy why aren't you asleep?"
He shook his head, "I couldn't think I have to much to figure out." He thought of the look of Jane in that Hospital bed of her coming out of that maze. Of every emotion she'd ever made him feel over the years.
Molly sat down and looked at her son, the one that was always so proper now he looked a mess so lost.
"Percy" she whispered worried about the frightened and frantic look his is crystal blue eyes.
"I don't know how to help her mum, I don't know what do." He buried his head in his hands and all the pieces began to fall into place in Molly's mind.
"she'll be fine Percy, She's strong."
"She shouldn't have to be." He lashed out before he could get his emotions back under control.
"I know," she sighed thinking about the young girl that she thought of as a daughter. "I know. Why don't you go get some sleep I'll have your father tell them you're not feeling well." He nodded absently he got up and left still looking so vacant.
Molly got up from the table and started breakfast the smell of bacon was wafting around the table when Arthur came down the stairs "Morning Mollywobbles." He smiled kissing her cheek.
"Morning Arthur." She dished up some breakfast and placed it in front of him.
"Where's Percy." Arthur looked around for his third son.
"He's not going in Arthur."
"Why?" He looked up from his breakfast."
"He didn't sleep at all last night. He's struggling Arthur and I don't know what to do." She sighed in defeat.
"I'm sure he'll be fine." Arthur tried to assure his wife. He kissed her goodbye as he left for work and Molly got ready to head to the train station to pick up the kids. She left a note on the table for Percy, and headed off.
Jane stared out the window contemplating everything that had happened that year. She'd given the money to the twins not wanting anything to do with it the only good thing that seemed to come out of this year was that Dumbledore informed her that she didn't have to go back to the Dursley as the blood wards would no longer work. So she was going to stay with the Weasley's until Sirius could get his house set up for her.
Everyone seemed to be swept up in their own thoughts that day as the train zoomed towards London. Once they got to Kings Cross she was swept up into the arms of Mrs. Weasley who soon shuffled them into the floo network. She soon found herself once again standing in the Weasley's kitchen. There was no way she could know what love and burdens the world was going to throw at her.
A/N 2 I always wanted to see a Percy Female Harry story so I wrote it. Her name is Jane because I'm saying Jane Austen was Lily's favorite author and also its close to James.
