Dear Merlin…

I wrote a letter to the Prophet's Dear Merlin column a few days ago.

I am so confused.

I may no longer be asexual.

I checked out a wizards arse today.

Once again Ginny was the one to catch me. We were eating ice cream outside of Fortescue's just people watching whey my eyes decided to no longer listen to my brain.

Her eyes went wide and she could not stop giggling.

Then she said "He does have an exquisite arse Percy. He's also gay."

I just gave her a look and stated what I believed …believe to be true.

I am not gay.

I'm not!

She then informed me that denial is not just a river running through Bill's backyard.

And that now she knew why I so adamantly denied ever having dated Penelope Clearwater.

Penelope.

Penny. My accidental girlfriend.

I had not thought of her in years. I hated having to break her heart. But I could not allow her to continue thinking we would one day get married.

Marriage.

Yeech.

After lunching with Ginny and trying to talk her out of trying to talk me into being gay I was quite exhausted.

She had given me some homework to do….I told her I wouldn't do it. She then said I didn't have to tell her the results. Just to do it for myself.

I did.

Then I wrote a letter to Dear Merlin.

Ginny fire called me that same day…she said if I so desperately needed advice I should have just called her.

She would not believe that I had not written that letter.

She kept bring up Bill backyard river of Denial.

Sometimes I really hate my little sister.

I told her that her blasted homework had led to my confusion so why should I have sought her out for advice!!!

My homework?

Wander Diagon Alley, Muggle London, anywhere really and check people out.

Me.

Percy Weasley was supposed to check people out.

Evaluate their attractiveness.

Did the soft round curves of women draw me. Or the hard muscled men.

I found out that…I am an arse man.

I can't believe I just wrote that down.

I also can't believe that two of my co-workers caught me at it too. Really I should have not chosen to arse watch in the Muggle branch of Harrods…at least not with Dawn and Buffy in London.

As I wandered the Muggle branch of Harrods nice bottoms kept drawing my eyes.

Charlie and George like a nicely shaped tush so it's not abnormal for men to like a well rounded bottom.

I soon noted that while I noticed several exceptional arses…most of my favorite ones ended up attached to men.

Hence my letter to Dear Merlin.

And my sister advising me that Charlie is gay.

End drabble #3

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