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"There you are! Finally! We were supposed to start patrolling the corridors over 5 minutes ago. Come on, let's go."

5 minutes?

Percy stomped down the stairs and towards the door. He adjusted his Head badge, looked me over once, decided that I needed my robes straightened, performed the charms without asking my approval, and pushed open the portrait door. He didn't even ask me if I was alright.

By the time I recovered from his bluntness and exited the portrait, he was almost at the end of the corridor. I stood watching him for a moment, and he seemed to realize I wasn't following. He turned, tilted his head, stuck out his hip, placed his hand on it, and started to tap his foot impatiently.

I made my way over to him slowly, mostly just to see his reaction.

"You know, you should really take you Head duties more responsibly. Almost everything we've done today, we've been tardy with. I don't mean to sound nasty, but it's mostly because of you. I don't appreciate the fact that you are making me look so bad." He talked to me in his Head Boy tone as if I were an insubordinate student.

"Don't you talk to me that way Percy Weasley. How dare you treat me like it's my fault completely. Don't you even care what happened to me after I left the Great Hall? Don't you care where I've been? Do you care about anything other than being Head Boy? There are some things that are more important!" I grabbed his arm to make him stop to talk to me, but he shrugged me off and kept his pace.

"We're already running late, so we can't just stop and chat. If you want to talk, do it while you walk. And that's another thing. You can't just storm out of the Great Hall that way. First of all, it looks bad and irresponsible. You looked like some dramatic school girl, which I would have thought is above you. And secondly, we are supposed to be there after everyone lets out. We're supposed to make sure everything goes smoothly and all student get back to their dorms or take care of whatever business they may need to without wandering throughout the halls. Don't let that happen again." He continued his fast pace toward the other common rooms, and didn't even glance at me as he lectured me. Instead of caring about my feelings, he cared more about how I made him look. Was he just like my parents? Some sort of trophy that reflected him?

"You are so...so...COLD! I stormed out of the Hall because I was DEFENDING you! I can't believe you didn't even care enough to come see if I was alright. SOME things are more important that your DUTIES and how people LOOK at you! OLIVER was the one who came out to help me, and you weren't even the one who sent him! He came out of the kindness of his own heart, and you didn't even care! I could have hexed myself and all you would care about is that they would have to find a new Head Girl, and if she would be more responsible than me!" I was so angry, I was screaming at the top of my lungs and my shouts were echoing throughout the corridor. The halls were empty, but I wouldn't have cared if they were packed with students at the moment.

"Please Penelope, keep it down." He went on in Head Boy tone which only fed my furry. "Why did you think you had to defend me, much less storm out of the Hall? Sure, that's sweet of you, but do you really think I care what people say about me as long as they respect me? Just because Oliver was the one who went out doesn't mean I didn't worry. But I had to talk with Dumbledore, and Oliver is just one of those people who needs to be sure everything is okay. Too soft if you ask me. And of course I would care if you died, I mean, I love you and everything, but we do have responsibilities that we must attend to before our own wants and needs."

We were at the Hufflepuff common room, so he gave the password and we went through the door. He reprimanded four students for being too noisy, and even took of 10 points when they didn't listen to him immediately. I stayed quite, and grew angrier by the minute as he yelled at students for the simplest things that I'm sure he did when he was in their years. He ordered them to keep the noise level down and go to bed immediately after finishing their work, which I truly hope that they wouldn't abide by, because I wanted them to have fun as well as do good in school. Percy exited first, and as I looked back at all the unhappy faces following us, I whispered back to them awarding them their 10 points back, which brightened all their faces.

Next we went to the dungeons, deciding to visit our own houses last. The thought of the Slytherin house gave me slight chills, but I knew I would have to visit it every night. Regardless to what Percy may think, I knew my responsibilities, and I would follow them.

"This is going to be so much fun." Percy mused as we walked past the statue into the common room.

"Hey look everyone, it's the Heads! Hey Percy, getting any good Head action lately?" Someone called from the couch, making me furious, but Percy just stiffened. I was shocked that he didn't immediately take off house points, so I took it upon myself to do so.

"15 points from Slytherin for being so crude!" I snapped over in the direction of the couch, since I wasn't sure which one exactly made the comment.

"Whatever you say, sweetheart. I just hope that private Head Dorm you have isn't going to waste." Someone over by the bookshelves cooed, and there was another uproar of laughter. Still, Percy stood rigid, and if it wasn't so dark in the room, I could have sworn he was blushing.

"Another 10 points!" I yelled, wanting to slap every one of them, even Percy.

"Hey honey, if you ever get bored with the Weasel over there, come on down here to the dungeons, we'll show you a good time. We know he's probably as lacking in the bedroom as he is poor." A curly haired boy sitting on a table called from over by the fireplace, and this time Percy beat me to the punch.

"20 points off!" He shouted, and this time I was sure he was turning red. I couldn't believe him, unless there was a direct insult to him, he didn't care to take off points or react in any way other than turn the famous Weasley Red.

The room exploded in laughter, and all I wanted to do was leave, so I took charge.

"I want every one of you into you room tonight before midnight. If I find out any one of you was up afterwards, it'll be 20 points off each." I knew my threats were meaningless, because there was no way I would find out if any of them were up after midnight, and I was certainly not coming down here again unless it was necessary. "Now finish whatever you need to do, and get to bed. I mean all of you. Even the Prefects."

"We'll be in our beds, but remember our offer. We'll be up waiting for you." Someone blew into the back of my hair and nuzzled in behind my ear, licking my earlobe. My eyes widened and I snapped around to face a tall, thin boy with jet black hair and piercing eyes. His face was pock marked and his sneer made me sick.

I instantly whipped out my wand and put a freezing hex on him. His body went rigid and his arms wrapped around himself. Starting to turn blue, his teeth chattered and he fell to the ground trying to keep himself warm.

I stared at him satisfied for a few moments, until I realized dozens of slowly advancing angry faces. Startled, I quickly lifted the hex and frightened, the boy ran over to the fire to warm himself.

Percy and I made our last threats at the glaring faces and retreated to the door, eager to leave. Going down to the Slytherin House was definitely something I was going to dread all year.

Once we were out of the dungeons, I turned on Percy, this time making him stop to listen.

"Why didn't you defend me? Why? Didn't you care that they were openly mocking and disgracing me? What was wrong with you?" I wanted to smack him, but thought better of it, because I knew he would just go about moping for the rest of the week.

"I-I did defend you. I took off 20 points! All at once!" His face went red, and even he knew he was lying.

"You defended yourself! You didn't take off points until they directly insulted you. What, were you embarrassed? Wondering yourself what we would do in the dorm alone all year? Hm? Tell me Percy, because I really want to know. I understand that you require respect as much as you require oxygen, and that you always need to be perfect, and always abide by the rules and be held in high standards, but you should have more compassion and love for you own girlfriend! You shouldn't treat me like an acquaintance, even if we are in Hogwarts again, you should treat me like your girlfriend, what I happen to be!" I was outraged, hurt, and embarrassed all at once. I didn't know what to think. He always said he loved me, but I wasn't sure if he knew what true love was.

I'm not even sure if I knew what true love was. I told myself everyday that I loved Percy, but how could I know for sure if I had never been in love before? Maybe I did love Percy, but was I in love with Percy?

"I'm sorry Penelope. I hesitated in there, but that was it. I do love you. I'm sorry if you think I've been treating you badly since we've been back, but this is stressful for me. I've worked so hard since first year to become Head Boy, and now that I am, I'm torn between my duties and you. I know that I should choose you more often, but you know me. Same old Percy. Old habits die hard. I really will try harder to be at your side. I already try so hard. I love you with all my heart. I don't know what I would do if I lost you." Held clasped my hand together and held them to his lips. My eyes softened, as did my heart, but I hadn't fully forgiven him yet. "Please, if I ever mess up again, do what you're doing now, bawl me out, because I deserve it. If I ever do you wrong Penelope, you should hex me yourself. Maybe I don't deserve you, but I know that I would fight for you. I need you as much as I need my respect and oxygen. Without you, there's no future for me. You are my future."

His eyes were sad as he looked at my hands, and then at me. I did love Percy. He was my compliment. I couldn't find the words to express how grateful I was for him, so instead I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a long passionate kiss. Of course, the passion was mildly muffled by Percy's sloppiness, but none the less, it was a kiss of love. We stayed like that for a long time. I tried to run my hands through his hair, but they got tangled in his tight curls, so I pulled my hand back and settled for stroking his hair.

He was the first to pull away, and insisted we get back to our duties. This time, we walked hand in hand.