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I woke up to a blunt banging on my door. Groaning and rolling over, I felt around for Oliver, patting the bed beside me. Slowly my eyes opened to realize he wasn't there. Quickly looking towards the window, I nearly fell off the bed.

It was closed but for an inch, and another heart was drawn on the glass in the fog. He must have just left. I would have smiled at the memory of last night, but the insistent banging on the door only aggravated me.

After burying my face in the pillow, I finally got up and trudged over to the door.

"Well, well, well. I wonder who that could be?" Opening the door, Percy was standing there, his hand raised about to knock again and his glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose. "What a surprise. It happens to be the eldest brother of the Weasley's still at Hogwarts. And how are you this morning, Mr. Weasley?" Walking past him I made my way to the bathroom.

"I do not appreciate your mockery, Penelope. Hurry or we'll be late." Fixing his glasses and his robes he insisted I walk even faster down the hallway, not noticing that I was already practically running to get away from him. "Why can't you just shower at night and use a freshening up spell in the morning? It's more sensible if you're going to insist on always waking up so late."

"I do not wake up late. You simply wake up earlier than is even considered being close to necessary. If my preference to sleep is such an inconvenience to you, then why don't you just leave without me? Then you can get down there whenever you want!" I spun on him finally. Here we go again.

"That is because it looks bad to arrive without you!"

"But we're not together anymore!" He didn't need to wait for me. It was probably a common fact by now that we were separated.

"Well we should be!" I was about to shout a reply to that, but I caught myself and my jaw just hung open. He actually still wanted to be with me even after all the things I said to him?

"Percy, we don't belong together," was all I could manage to get out, finally speaking at a normal level.

"If I was good enough for you two weeks ago, what's so different about me now?" He whispered and his head was lowered. "I still love you. I still want you. What's changed? Or what hasn't? I can change. For you, I would do anything." He got down on one knee and took my hands. All I could do was stare down at him in horror.

"Please, Percy. Don't do this. There's nothing you can do. We're just not right for each other. Trust me, there is someone else out there who you belong with. It's not me." Oh god Percy, stop. Get up! Please don't do this to me now.

"No. It's you. It's only you. It will always be you! I would do anything to keep you. I'd die for you; I'd kill for you! Please give me another chance. I need you to survive. We're exactly the same. You're the only one I can possibly ever be compatible with. Please, I love you."

"No Percy, no." I shook my hands away from him and backed up into the bathroom. "It's not me you want. It's my grade point average!" And with that I slammed the door shut, leaning against it and sliding down to the cold tile. I heard him rush to the door and start banging on it, screaming my name.

"Please, Penelope! That's not it! You complete me! You're the only one for me! PLEASE! I NEED YOU!" He continued shouting and banging as I buried my face in my hands.

"What am I going to do?" I whispered to myself.

By the time I got out of the bathroom, the banging had stopped. As far as I could tell from peeking out the door, he had already left. To my dismay, however, he was sitting against the wall near my door.

He was completely disheveled. His eyes were closed and he looked completely beaten. Glasses in his hand, he breathed slowly and didn't seem to notice me until my shadow blocked the light on his face.

Startled, he looked up and stumbled to his feet, shoving the glasses back onto his face.

"Penelope, please listen to me. You have to listen. I love you. I will always love you. I'm nothing without you. Believe me. I will change anything you want. Please, give me another chance." His pleading broke my heart. I didn't think for one moment that Percy would break like this and beg for me back.

"No, Percy, you have to listen." I spoke soft and gently. It was already hurting me to see him like this. "We don't belong together. You have to move on. I'm not the one for you. What we had, wasn't real love. You may think it was, but it wasn't. Whatever it was we had didn't last, and there's no point in trying to get it back. I'm not even sure we ever had anything. Percy, please, understand. There's no more chances." I walked into my room and tried to shut the door, but this time his hand smacked against it and held it open.

Shocked, I looked into his face and was startled to see it was bright red. His eyes were on fire and his lips snarled.

"There's someone else isn't there? Tell me who it is. I'll fight him, Penelope. I'll fight for you. I'll prove to you that I love you more than anyone ever will. He'll die before he has you." My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. I just stared into his furious eyes trying to figure out what to say.

Of course I couldn't tell him it was Oliver. His best friend, the only person he could talk to about it. It would break him even more. And to even tell him that there was anyone at all was simply atrocious.

"Percy, there's no one. And who else could there be anyway? I'm with you all day, and when I'm not...well, I don't even know any other guys well. There's no one. It's too soon anyway. I couldn't." I sputtered a few lies, and hoped he fell for them. It would only help him in the long run. I was absolutely positive that he couldn't find out until he was completely over me now. There was no way I could have predicted he would act like this.

"I hope that there isn't. For all of our sakes." With that he let go of the door and backed away. I closed it and stood there just staring into the wood. Never had I before been so terrified of Percy.

The very first thing I did was rush right over to the window and erase Oliver's heart. If Percy saw it, who knew what he would do. He certainly knew enough spells and was skilled enough to cause someone serious harm.

Peeking out of my door again, I didn't see Percy. His door was closed tight, so I hurried out and rushed down the stairs, taking two at a time. Grabbing my bag off a chair, I made my way to the door.

"Wait." Came a calm voice from behind me. I turned slowly to see Percy place a book perfectly straight on the side table. "Don't forget me now."

"I figured you would have left by now. You'll be a few minutes later than the time you usually arrive." He came up next to me and we exited the portrait. We walked side by side, slowly and taking our time.

"Well, there are more important things."

Could it really be possible that Percy could change? Even if he did, I still wouldn't want him. Oliver was just too important to me. But even if Percy did get over me, would it still be too much for him to know about Oliver and I? Even if he didn't have anymore feelings towards me, his best friend taking over something that he once cared so much for might hurt him beyond any consoling extent. Would this situation ever be easy?

Oliver was again the only one sitting in the Great Hall. He rested his head on his fist and played with his forked in his other hand. He didn't seem to notice us and I stared sadly at him, wanting to be able to rush over and give him a kiss good morning.

I turned to the left toward the Ravenclaw table, but my arm pulled back and I stopped. Percy had grabbed me and pulled me towards him, lowering his face to mine. I felt his hot breath as his spoke low and steady.

"We will act civil towards each other Penelope. No more outbursts. I can understand if you're angry right now, but please, try to think about it. I still love you. And you often told me that you loved me back. Love can't die in a day and I've never known you to be a liar. You're heart is too good to lie to me." That made my teeth bar together. My heart was too good...hah! If only that could be a true statement. It made me scream inside at how I was letting him down and even myself.

Just then, his face leaned forward and his lips puckered. Quickly I snapped my head back and tried to pull away. He still held a firm grip on me. I had never known him to be so strong.

"Something that isn't real love, Percy, can die in an instant." With that he let go and watched me as I walked to my table, my body standing tall but my eyes lowered.

By the time I sat, people started to file in, but Percy still stood in the spot that I had left him, his face emotionless. I had to divert my eyes from his rigid body. Drifting away, I caught Oliver's stare. He had seen the entire thing.

His eyes looked sad and troubled, looking at me for an answer. The only way I could respond was with eyes just as sad, and a small shake of my head. Then I lowered them to stare at my plate. I could have sat like that for the rest of the day if I hadn't felt two slaps on my back.

Looking up, I saw a mess of fire red hair. Not only one, but two.

"Oi, Penelope. We heard about Percy. We would say sorry, but, heh, you know you're probably better off without the prat." The twins sat down on either side of me, leaning back against the table so I could look into their identical faces.

"Um, thanks George." After spending countless hours with the Weasleys, I had somehow managed the ability to tell them apart.

"Yeah, that prick will probably be alone forever. We were wondering when you were finally gonna drop him. Broke our hearts to see you two together, it did. The only reason we didn't try to help you sooner was 'cause it would break our mum's heart to see Percy alone. But, now he got what he deserved. You're alright though, we're sure?"

"Er, yes Fred, quite alright I suppose." Glancing at Percy again, he had finally taken his seat next to Oliver. From what I could tell, they were both silent.

"Not having second thoughts, I hope."

"No, no. Nothing like that. It's just that, well, Percy isn't taking it very well." I didn't exactly want to spill out the situation to his brothers, but I knew that the twins would be on my side more than his anyway.

"Well, never hesitate to ask us for help. We know how to deal with the welp." They exchanged sly smiles, telling me that they were just dying for the chance to pull a prank on him.

"So what'll it be this time boys? And how long has it been planned?" I needed a laugh.

"It's a surprise, but weeks."

"Well, you should probably wait a while. He's really not too well right now."

"Hah, has he completely snapped? This is gonna be great. We love to see him explode."

Yeah well, it would be great if he wasn't threatening murder.

"Listen, do you think you can do me a favor?"

"Anything, Love. You know we can't say no to you. Wish you were our sister, instead of that prat."

"Great. I'm gonna need some help...calming Percy down. No, no, nothing like that. I don't want you slipping him any of your prank supplies. Just tell Oliver to meet me in the Owlry when he finishes breakfast? Please?"

"Will do, Sweets. We'll see you around. And remember, never hesitate. We're only a common room away." They got up and made their way back to their table. Fred grabbed Percy by the shoulders and leaned to his left to talk to him. Percy simply nodded and listened as Fred continued. George, meanwhile, bent down to Oliver's right and whispered to him. He nodded as well and glanced over at me. George motioned to Fred, who finally let go of Percy and continued down the table to find a seat. As Fred passed him, George looked over at me and winked. It was all set.

Having no appetite from this morning's events, I grabbed my bag and left the Hall. Making my way up the staircase, I rushed to the Owlry to wait for Oliver.