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Ravenclaw was surprisingly quiet. Even though I was disappointed, I can't say I was surprised. Being the House known for knowledge, everyone was always acting older than they really were. That meant being responsible and going to bed early. I don't think the House had ever thrown a party. I'm sad to say, it was actually quite boring living here sometimes.

There were only about four students in the common room, 2 third years, a second year, and one first year. The second they saw us, they were quick to retreat to their rooms.

"Oh, we're sorry. We'll get to bed immediately. We didn't realize it was so late. Have a nice night." The third years smiled and headed up to their rooms.

The other two began to follow suit.

"Oh no, wait, you don't have to go yet." I certainly didn't want them to stop whatever they were doing just because we had shown our faces. "We were just going to tell you to be in bed soon, but you don't have to go right now."

The first and second year hesitated, glancing at both Percy and I. Unfortunately, Percy had to open his mouth.

"No, no Penelope, if they want to be responsible enough to go to bed now, let them. They'll be grateful for it in the morning. There's no need really to stay up. Go on now, up to your rooms." Their shoulders sagged slightly and they trudged up the stairs.

"Percy, why did you have to do that? You know they're allowed to stay up if they want to. As long as they're in the dormitory, they are allowed to be awake. You always have to be so pushy." I was sad to see them go. I wanted to ask how the rest of the House was doing. Even though it could sometimes be a bore, I already missed it slightly.

"Oh come now Penelope, it's good for them to go to sleep early. They can concentrate better on their studies tomorrow. After all, it will be the first day of classes and they need to be sharp and alert. I wish some of the Gryffindors would have some more initiative to get to sleep earlier. Most of the time I would be the first to get to sleep. No wonder why I had the best grades." The corner of his lips curled slightly up, in a half grimace and half smile.

Sometimes I wondered why Percy was chosen to be a Gryffindor. It probably should have been the other way around, with me as the Gryffindor and him as the Ravenclaw. But, the sorting hat never makes a mistake. I suppose someday we'll see why we were chosen for these houses. I suppose since my entire family was in Ravenclaw, and his entire family was in Gryffindor, it was just expected. But he wasn't anything like the rest of his family, and I certainly wasn't anything like the rest of my family. Maybe in the wizarding world, blood really was seen as something more important than the individual.

"Come on, let's just go." I looked around the empty common room with a look of longing and regret. I wanted to stay here and relive the past years, but I also wanted to be part of something else that Ravenclaw could never give me. Maybe that was why I had chosen Percy. Because he was supposedly part of something I wanted. He was supposed to have the courage and bravery it took to be a Gryffindor.

"Penelope? Penelope is that you down there?" I heard someone call from upstairs just as we were about to leave. May emerged from the stairway in her fluffy dark blue robe and matching slippers. "Penelope! I'm so glad to see you. The dorm hasn't been the same today with you here."

"Hello May." I wanted to be warm and friendly with her as always, but my greeting came out cold, remembering the scene in the Great Hall earlier. She detected my coldness and faltered in her stride. She slowed and was more cautious when approaching me.

"Oh Penelope, please don't be angry about earlier. Please? We didn't mean it. Really. We're both so sorry. We never meant to make you upset." She glanced at Percy, and I panicked, not wanting him to hear any details.

"Percy, honey, why don't you wait outside? I won't be long." He looked annoyed, but after an exasperated look and a heavy sigh, he left and the portrait closed behind him. "Alright May, if you have something to really say now, say it."

She looked down, still detecting my coldness. "Well, we really just wanted to say we were sorry. Suze went to sleep earlier because she was so upset over everything. She's really sorry, and so am I. But remember, when Percy first started to take interest in you, Suze did say that about the Weasleys, and the next day, you and Percy were together? Well, we always just assumed that was why. I mean, we know that you love him now and stuff, but we just thought that you could joke about it, since it was the reason."

"This is not helping you, May. That's not the reason I went out with Percy in the first place and you know it." My anger was growing, but I resisted the urge to storm out of the room. I wanted to hear what else she had to say.

"Ok, ok. I understand. I guess you're right. You're not someone to go and do that. Are you really mad at us? We never meant for it to get like this. I'm sorry. Suze is sorry. Are we still friends? You're our best friend Penelope, we don't want to lose you." Tears came to her eyes, and I couldn't help but forgive her. They were my best friends after all.

"Yes, I forgive you. But please stop saying bad things about Percy. I love him. I really do, and I don't like to hear those things. Especially from my best friends." She rushed over and hugged me. I guess that was the end of the fight then. "So, quickly, tell me what I missed today."

"Well, other than how sorry she was that you were upset, all Suze talked about was Oliver Wood." She giggled, but that wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear. For some reason, although I should be happy for Suze's new love interest in such a great guy, my heart sank as May went on. "Yeah, it's almost as if she were talking about her boyfriend. She's absolutely mad about him. I mean, bloody hell, it's only been a day back and she's already obsessed. She doesn't see it that way though, she really likes him. Gonna do anything to get him, she is. My prediction, by the first Hogsmead trip, they'll be walking hand-in-hand." She giggled again, and I tried to smile. I know I'm a horrible friend for this, but I hoped to Merlin that her prediction didn't come true.

There was a slight tap on the wall next to the entrance, and I turned to see Percy peeking in. "Penelope, we really must go, we should have been finished by now. Come now." He left again, and I hugged May.

"I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow."

"Alright, goodbye then."

"Yes, now get to bed, big day tomorrow."

Joining Percy in the hall, I took his hand again and started off towards the Gryffindor common room. I didn't realize it till he pointed it out, but my pace had picked up and I was almost speed walking.

"Why are you so anxious to get to Gryffindor?" He asked with a slight smile.

"Well, like you said, we're late. Also, I'm excited to see it. I want to see were my Percy grew up these past years."

That brought a proud smile to his face. "I think you'll enjoy it. If you ask me, I think it's the nicest dormitory in all of Hogwarts."

I smiled, and believed myself when I said I just wanted to see where he grew up. We arrived at a picture of a Fat Lady, and Percy looked around happily. He must have missed this at least a little.

As he looked around at everything, surely remembering past events, I grew impatient and said the password myself, dragging him in as soon as the portrait opened.

I looked around excitedly. It really was nice dorm, but I didn't see the nicest thing of all, what I had came for. The room was empty. I saw the remnants of one of Fred and George's projects splattered on a table by the bookshelf. The table had partially melted underneath it. I smiled, thinking that it could possibly become a treasured monument in the room for years to come, but Percy made his way over to it shaking his head. Muttering a spell, the table was restored to it's natural self, and all traces of their project was gone.

I was disappointed to see it go. Obviously, I wasn't the only one.

From behind a chair facing the fireplace, I heard a strong yet soft voice, although I couldn't see who it belonged to. Although I couldn't see a face, there was no doubt in my mind who it was.

"They're not going to be very happy about that Percy. There will be hell to pay now."

"Well, Fred and George can take it up with the headmaster. I'm sure he'll be pleased to know that they are ruining Hogwarts property."

There was a heavy sigh from the chair again, and a hand stretched out to place a book onto the small side table resting against the side of the chair. Slowly, a full head a brown hair rose and smiled at me. I smiled back at Oliver, who then turned to Percy and shook his head.

"Well, I'm sure they'll both go to you first, but I'll pass along the suggestion of Dumbledore. How are you?" He directed the question at me, but Percy answered immediately.

"Late. We got a late start, but, I suppose it was worth it." Percy smiled broadly at me, and I blushed a deep red that must have matched the red in the common room. "How are you doing here all alone Oliver?"

"A little lonely, but I waited up to see you two. I almost thought you weren't coming, but then that would be very unlike, for Percy Weasley to ignore his duties. I was about to out looking for you, because you would surely be in grave danger rather than be late." He smiled again. He wore a comfortable looking ruby red robe over red and white striped pajamas. His hair was tossed, but almost in a neat way that still complimented him. I'm sure his hair would look great no matter what he did with it. His feet were bare, and I knew that was a trait Percy hated. He even bought me a pair of slippers this summer because I hadn't had a pair.

As if on cue, Percy commented on his feet. "Oliver, you'll catch your death without anything on your feet." Oliver and I exchanged quick smiles, obviously thinking the same thing. He rocked his feet on the thick red carpet.

"I think I'll live. So, I'm sure you two will be coming here every night. I get awfully lonely. The only boy in my year, you know I have that room to myself. I might just die of boredom if I have no one to talk to." He dug his hands into the pockets of his robe and continued to rock on his feet.

"Of course we'll come every night mate. It's our duty." Percy quickly answered, inspecting the table to be sure of no spills missing his spell.

"Gee, thanks Percy. So good to know you actually care about me." Oliver smirked and turned to me. "Hey Penelope, you've been pretty quiet over there. Come on and have a seat while Percy makes sure the Dynamic Duo didn't cause any more damage to the room." I made my over to a comfortable looking armchair next to his facing the fire. "Hey Perce, I'm pretty sure they were working on that all night, so there's probably nothing else. They went to bed after it exploded."

"Thank you Oliver, but I think I know my brothers. Better safe than sorry. Please, no nicknames." Percy had his back turned inspecting through every book in the bookshelf next to the table. We both shook our heads looking at him.

"Well, ok then. I think they were over by the staircase for about 30 seconds earlier today." Oliver smiled, obviously joking, but Percy's head snapped in the direction of the stairs. He quickly put the book back where it was and made his way to the stairs, closely inspecting every inch.

We both winced at him, then shook our heads and turned to each other. It was rather uncomfortable for a moment, remembering the quidditch pitch, and neither of us knew what to say. I decided to talk first, but then Oliver decided the same at the same moment.

"Listen, Oliver..." "Listen, Penelope..."

We both smiled, and turned away, again trying to figure out what to say. I was still thinking when he took my hand in his and pulled my face towards his with his thumb and forefinger, just the way he had at the pitch, right after the song...