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Reconciliation

"Arthur, they'll be there any minute! I want to be there to welcome them home. Come on!" Molly Weasley shouted at the shed her husband occupied at the moment.

Arthur poked his head out of the door of the shed and called back, "I'll be right in, dear!" He pulled his head back in and went over to his work bench. He picked up his newest device called a Boom Box, though he wasn't sure why it was called that. The muggle he got it from called it that, but all Arthur could get it to do was play a type of music with a lot of drum beats. He wanted to make it boom loudly like the name suggested but could figure how or why he would want a booming box.

He sighed and put it up on his shelf next to a little truck that had a long somewhat stiff wire poking out of the top, and a box labeled Six-20 'Brownie' E. He was told it was a camera, but he couldn't figure out how it worked.

Arthur walked out of his shed and up to the door of his home and saw his wife gathering a large basket of food and other lunch items into her arms and look around.

"Ah, Arthur, about time, could you take this for me and Floo over to Headquarters? Just place it on the table there," she said as she handed him the large basket. She ran out of the room and returned with a bundle of laundry.

"Well, are you going to go, or not?" she asked. Arthur smiled and nodded as he and the basket turned towards the fireplace. He fumbled with the basket for a moment when Molly walked over and picked up a handful of Floo Powder and threw it in. He kissed her goodbye and he stepped in and shouted, "Headquarters!"

As he whooshed away, Molly packed a few more things and hurried towards the fireplace.

When she was finally stopped at headquarters, she looked around. The place was oddly cleaner than she remembered, and smelled better too. But it was still grim and dark in the kitchen. She placed the rest of her stuff on the table next to the basket and went to the sitting room where she found Arthur.

He was sitting in a chair reading a muggle book called Their Eyes Were Watching God, by Zora Neale Hurston. He was chuckling at something when he heard a loud pop across the room. He looked up to see a ragtag group of people standing holding a long umbrella. Four of the people were teens and the two adults were looking rather stunned.

"Ah, Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione! Your back. I'm glad, everything worked out with the Portkey. I trust there were no problems then?" Arthur asked as he stood up.

"No, Mr. Weasley everything worked just fine, thank you for your help," Hermione replied quickly. "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, I'd like to formally introduce my parents, Jane and Michael Granger." Mr. and Mrs. Granger shook Molly and Arthur's hands while Ron and Ginny helped Harry up off the floor. He had stumbled upon arrival and all the bags and luggage had landed on top of him.

"I must be going soon, but first, Harry a word, please?" Arthur said. Harry looked at Ron and Ginny and they shrugged so he followed the eldest Weasley to the kitchen. Mr. Weasley placed a heavy charm on the door to prevent eavesdroppers and sat down at the table gesturing to Harry to do the same.

"Harry, a few days ago a letter arrived for you at the Burrow. It came from a large Eagle Owl owned by the Malfoy's. The letter will not allow anyone but you to open it, but I feel it necessary to use precautions. Alright?" When Harry nodded Arthur went on. "I'm going to have you put on these spell resistant gloves while you open the letter, then I'll do my job and scan it for extra spells and curses. So, here you go," said Arthur as he handed Harry a pair of Dragon hide gloves and an envelope. Harry put on the gloves and picked up the envelope. Arthur watched on as he opened the envelope and set it on the table.

Arthur spent a few minutes scanning the letter which was still folded and sitting next to the envelope on the table. As soon as Arthur gave Harry a reluctant nod Harry picked it up and started to read it.

Dear Mr. Potter,

I am sure you are shocked to see a letter from the Noble family of Malfoy addressed to yourself, but please hear me out.

In the forest, after the Dark Lord set the Killing Curse at you and you survived (yet again) and he sent me over to see if you were dead, I believe a Life Debt was created that night when I saved your life by lying to the Dark Lord. It was at the expense of my family that I uttered that lie to keep you alive and I do believe that you owe me for that. For if I had not done what did, you would have lost.

I have a feeling that you will not want to be in debt to me for long. If you do not understand the nature of a Life Debt, understand this. It will be paid. No matter what, the universe will have the debt paid some day, whether you wait until I die and you die also, or by killing yourself to keep me alive.

I am offering you a chance to fulfill the debt here and now. Go to the Wizengamot and testify that my son and I did not have a choice in how our home was used. I don't care if you tell them my husband forced us. I care not what happens to that fool. He can rot in Azkaban for all I care. He brought this family to its near doom. We are a laughing stock to all society and it is his doing.

Tell them that my Draco was forced to attempt to murder Albus Dumbledore, and that he did not succeed because he could not do the deed. Tell them also that when you were captured he tried hard to stall when he was asked to identify you. You yourself have seen that Draco tried to help, but if he had he would have been killed on the spot. What would you have done?

My son is my life and I don't know what I would do if he were sent to Azkaban. I would even take his place if must.

I am asking you to please do this and I will consider the Life Debt you owe me terminated.

Please reply by Sunday, May 17th, nightfall by Owl post.

Sincerely,

Narcissa Malfoy

Harry finished the letter and sat for a moment contemplating it. Arthur sat patiently and watched Harry's expression grew surprised, then confused, and finally to the black look he now held.

Suddenly, Harry threw his head back and laughed loudly causing Arthur to jump. Arthur's curiosity was now piqued and he waited for Harry to finish his bout of laughter.

"Er, Harry, I'd like to know what so funny," said Arthur. Harry looked over the letter after he finished reading it a second time.

"Narcissa Malfoy is asking for my help keeping her son Draco out of prison," Harry chuckled. "Mr. Weasley, what do you know about Life Debts? Can the holder of a Life Debt call out the person who owes them and dictate a way for the Debt to be fulfilled?" Arthur looked at Harry cautiously.

"Well, I'm not quite sure. Life Debt's are tricky things Harry. I believe it all has to do with how the person who owes the debt feels about how they became the…how do I say, the person who owes the debt. If they feel that it was a deed that requires a Life Debt, then there is a debt. If they don't feel that what the other person did saved their life, then there is no debt.

"Now, about the other question. I do not think that a person can dictate when and how a Life Debt is paid off. That's not how the universe works. But I could be wrong. You could ask Hermione, goodness knows she's probably read something about them, and I could try to find a book at Flourish and Blotts for you later today when I get off work, alright?" Arthur stood as he spoke as did Harry.

"I think I'll do that with Hermione later, and I would appreciate a book if you can even find them, thank you Mr. Weasley," Harry replied as the older man removed the charms off the door and opened the door. Harry looked down at the floor and saw a pile of Dungbombs on the floor and chuckled. The two men walked back to the sitting room together.

"Mum, how long is dad going to keep Harry locked in the stupid kitchen? I want to know what's going on," Harry heard Ginny say.

"I don't know dear. All I know is an owl came for Harry while you were away and your father was concerned about it. Ah, here they are, now you can quit whining Ginevra," Mrs. Weasley said. Harry looked around and saw that it was only Ginny and her mum in the room together.

"Where'd Hermione, Ron, and her parents go?" asked Harry. Ginny walked over to where he had sat down and sat next to him.

"They took her parents upstairs to their room. Ron also took your bags and his to you your room. What was all that about in the kitchen?" Ginny asked quickly. Harry smiled at her.

"Why don't we go find Hermione and Ron and I'll explain. Hello, Mrs. Weasley, how are you doing?" Harry stopped to give the woman a quick hug. It was the first time he ever initiated a physical gesture towards the matronly woman and she was surprised. She hugged him back as she swiped a few tears away.

"Oh, you charmer. I'm doing okay. Better than before, but I still have my good days and my bad days. Today's a good day since I've missed you all and now your back for a while. Go on and find Ron and Hermione, dears," Mrs. Weasley said quietly. She sat back and continued her knitting as they walked out of the room. As soon as the door shut, Ginny tackled him.

"Gin, what was that for?" Harry asked as he lay on the floor after a quick snog.

"That was so sweet, Harry. She's always thought you needed more hugs but since you never hugged her first she resisted hugging you all the time. I've never seen you hug someone first except me and Hermione sometimes. I'm just touched that you did that for my mum," she said as she wiped away a tear. Harry helped her up and they wandered up the stairs. They found Ron and Hermione in the drawing room in a sweet embrace.

"Hem, hem," Ginny said in a perfect mock-Umbridge voice. The two broke apart quickly and jumped to opposite sides of the couch, looking around wildly. When they saw Harry and Ginny laughing in the doorway they both scowled.

"What was that for Ginny?" asked Ron loudly.

"Hush up Romeo, or mum'll hear you. Harry's done talking with dad and I thought you'd want to know what it was all about," Ginny stated as she pulled Harry into the room and to a sofa.

"Really? Harry, what did he want to talk to you about?" Ron asked, the earlier disagreement forgotten. Harry spent the next few minutes reading the letter to them.

"So, she wants you to lie to the Wizengamot? That, that's…absurd! That's so stupid!" Hermione stuttered.

"That's hilarious is what I think. If anything it's Malfoy who owes you a Life Debt mate, you're the one who pulled him out of the Fiendfyre," Ron replied chuckling.

"What are you going to do, Harry? She basically demanded that you reply today, that wench," Ginny said maliciously.

"I think I'm going to reply, but I'm not sure what to say. I'd like to know more about Life Debts before I say anything else though," said Harry with a frown. He stood up and walked over to the writing desk and pulled out a piece of parchment and an Ever-Ink Quill and went back to the couch.

"I think I'll reply today, but I'll only say something like, I'm going to be out of the country for another week. I'll think of your generous offer some more, and reply later with an answer. What do you think?" Harry asked looking at Hermione.

"Hmm, I think it needs a little more, I don't know, insinuations of how rude she's being. Maybe you need to be more rude to her," she said. Ron chuckled.

"I don't think I ever thought I'd hear you tell someone to me more rude," he laughed. Harry and Ginny chuckled also.

"I don't really want to be rude, Hermione. I would like to, but I just feel like the only reason the world gets the way it was is because people are rude to one another. I'll treat like an equal, which in a way will irritate her even more. She thinks she's above everyone else, when she's not. For someone to treat her as an equal when she thinks they are below her, will make her think that no one thinks as highly of her as she wants them too." Harry started writing and the others waited. Ten minutes later Harry stopped writing and held up the paper to read to them.

"Dear Mrs. Malfoy, I must say I was surprised to see your letter. Even more surprised at it's content. I was out of the country until earlier today, and I will be out of the country once more in a few days. I'll be spending a week relocating some people back to England and it will consume most of my time. After that I will be very busy doing other things I don't feel it necessary to explain in this letter.

"I do understand the nature of a Life Debt and that it will under any circumstances be fulfilled. I however wish to remind you, or in the case that your son has not informed you I will enlighten you, I saved Draco's life earlier that same night that you spoke of when his crony Vincent Crabbe set off a Fiendfyre spell in a room in the castle. I jumped on a broom and pulled Draco to safety as well. So, if we are discussing Life Debts I feel it imperative to mention his Life Debt to me.

"Maybe we can consider his life debt as canceling mine out. As the one you are holding over my head will technically save him, there is no point, because if I save him once more, he'll just owe me two Life Debts. Wouldn't you agree?

"Besides, I don't think one can dictate how or when a Life Debt is fulfilled. That's not how the universe works. I will make my decision in the next week or so and get back to you.

"My regards, Harry Potter." Harry finished reading and his friends burst out laughing.

"Harry that's brilliant! She's going to be so angry," said Ron gleefully.

"That was written very well, Harry. You were just as rude as she was and in the same way. It wasn't blatantly rude but you can tell where you were being sarcastic. Very well written," said Hermione with a nod.

"Thanks Hermione, I get my writing skills from you correcting all my essays for me, thank you by the way!" Harry chuckled.

"If this is the result, then I'm glad I did it for you," she replied. Ginny took the letter from Harry and reread it to herself.

"I think you should tell mum and dad about this Harry and ask them if your reply is okay. They might be able to add something you would think of," Ginny said quietly. Harry nodded and the two stood up.

"Where are you two going?" Ron asked. Hermione was sitting with her legs over his and he was playing with her hair.

"We're going to talk to mum about the letter and Harry's reply. Want to come?" Ginny asked knowing the answer. Five minutes later they were sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea with Mrs. Weasley.

"So, Harry, do you think Draco is worth all this? Do you think he's innocent?" molly asked. Harry thought for a moment.

"There is no getting around it, Draco was a complete jerk at school, but I was at the top of the tower when Professor Snape killed Dumbledore. Draco was there first but he couldn't do it, he was going to do what Dumbledore said and lower his wand when the other Death Eaters showed up.

"The only other times I saw him were in flashes of Tom's sight or visions. In each of those, he wasn't looking so good. He was either being forced to do something or being tortured for doing something wrong. When we were captured and brought to Malfoy Manor and he was asked who we were he tried to stall and not say it was me. During the final battle, he was going to bring me to Voldemort, but he couldn't catch me. I saved his life and later Ron saved him too.

"I think Draco, while not innocent, he's not guilty either. Does that make sense? He could have found someone in the Order and asked for help, but he didn't. Does that make him innocent, the fact that he's never taken a life, but he's watched others be killed?" Harry looked towards Mrs. Weasley and she smiled at him.

"Welcome to adult-hood, Harry. This is the time where you have to make hard decisions, and not everything is as black and white as it always has been. Now there are many shades of gray, and it's up to you to decipher whether Draco is truly innocent or guilty by association.

"In either case, you know he hasn't done anything, but it's the things that he hasn't done that are what is making this difficult. He didn't turn himself in, he didn't find help when he should have, and he was forced into doing what was not right by those who were in higher power than his own. I think it's up to you to make the decision to plea bargain his innocence to the Wizengamot. But you need to know one thing.

"You are a hero to the wizarding world. They will take what you have to say, and they will seriously consider it. No one would want to cross you right now, because they would make themselves a public enemy. If you were to say Draco Malfoy was innocent, they probably would let him off," Molly finished and took a sip of tea while Harry contemplated what she had said. Ginny was looking at her mother in a new light while Harry stared into his tea cup.

"Harry, you may not be my child, but I feel like you are one of my own. What Narcissa did in that forest may have been for a selfish reason, but if I were to see her on the street, I will thank her. If it weren't for her, you would be dead, and I'd have lost more than just Fred that night. I am grateful to her," said Mrs. Weasley as she stood and walked to the sink to put her cup away. She left the kitchen and Harry sitting next to Ginny sighed.

"Gin, I think it's time for me to tell you and Ron and Hermione about my dream I had." He stood and placed his cup in the sink while Ginny followed suit. They walked upstairs in silence and found the others in the same place they left them in.

Harry spent the next half an hour telling them of the two parts of his dream/vision. About the Burrow and the children. Ginny and Hermione giggled and blushed at the parts where he told them about all the kids and being pregnant still. Ron enjoyed hearing about his children also. When he got to the part about the Deathly Hallows the others were shocked that Harry had been having those thoughts.

Harry choked up at the explanation about his parents and loved ones showing up. All four were tearing up at the heart warming reunion and chuckling at the Marauder antics. When Harry finished the girls were silently crying and clinging to their counterpart boyfriends and Harry and Ron were both wiping away a few stray tears also.

"Anyways, Fred, Colin and Tonks all gave me something I need to do today and tomorrow before we leave so I plan on going to a few places the next two days. I may need some help from you guys at some point, because I don't want to leave anything for another week." He explained the situation with George, Denis, and his to do list he made and what he needed to do. The girls offered to get in contact with Lee, Alicia, Katie, and Angelina for him while he ran to the shop to talk to George. He asked that they contact Andromeda and ask if he could visit before they left also.

He made plans that while he was out he'd stop at Gringotts and make another withdrawal but first he needed to talk to Bill about the Goblins and how they were feeling towards him at the moment.

He looked at his watch and saw it was noon. He planned on seeing George and then possibly Denis later in the day. The next day, he'd hire the others for the shop and go to the bank to get the portrait. If it came down to it, he could always wait to get the portrait until he returned since he'd not be able to talk with it much before the trip.

"So right now all that's stopping you is needing to talk to Bill? I'll run down and ask mum, if I can Floo him." Ron left the room at a trot and came back a few minutes later. "Mum, says that she'll Floo them and ask them to come over since they have something they need to tell us anyways." Ginny and Hermione sat and talked about what Bill and Fleur had to tell them while the guys discussed Harry's plans.

"So today, your going to go check on George, go to Gringotts if it's safe, and then go over and visit Denis. Then, if you have some time, you're going to visit Teddy? Sounds like a busy day, Harry, want me to come along with you?" Ron asked. Harry nodded while he was looking at a long piece of parchment. It was his to do list and another list that Hermione added on of things to get ready for the America trip.

"Yeah, though after George and possibly Gringotts you may want to come back and switch with Ginny. I know she wanted to see Denis again, and then we can go see Teddy together. How does that sound?" Ron nodded and Harry looked to his list for the next days work.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to have to work a bit at the shop and get it ready. I'll have to meet with the others to see if they want to work there for a while, and if they do I'll have to show them what to do and so on. Problem is I have no idea how to run a shop, and with the way Fred explained it, George is in no way fit to run the shop. I just hope Verity can come back. She's worked there and knows how to do everything," Harry trailed off. "Okay, Hermione, Ginny, what've you got for the letters?"

"Well," Hermione began. "I've got the ones for Verity, Angelina, and Alicia done. Ginny is just finishing up with Lee's and Katie's. We'll need an owl for all this and Pig is too small."

"You can borrow Hermes. He's strong enough for all of that. He's pretty reliable also," said Percy from the doorway.

"Hello, Percy, and thank you, is Hermes here?" Harry asked. Percy came in and sat on a lounge chair.

"No, he's at my flat, but I can pop over there after lunch if that's acceptable?" Percy replied. Ron snorted silently and Hermione elbowed him.

"Yes," Harry smiled. "That's just fine, Percy. Thank you." Percy looked at Harry carefully.

"I must apologize, Harry. I happened to overhear a part of your conversation with my brother a minute ago. You mentioned Fred, and that he told you something about George. I hate to impose, but what did you mean by that?" Percy leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and his fingers clasped under his chin. Harry saw deep bags under his eyes and his hair looked unwashed. Overall, he looked as if he'd been very busy, and at the same time slightly depressed. He was thin, and his clothes hung off of him, and he hunched his back as if he had been used to carrying lots of heavy things all at once for long periods of time.

"Well, I kind of had a dream in which my parents, godfather, Remus, Tonks, Colin, and Fred came to me. Colin and Fred told me that their brothers were having very difficult times coping and I needed to help them. Fred told me that George was very depressed and he wasn't ready to open the shop. Since I hold half the shares of the WWW, I'm going to hire some people to work the shop, and hopefully get George out of his slump." Harry watched Percy's face as he explained his dream. Percy's face grew confused as he listened.

"So Fred came to you in a dream and told you all of this. You are planning to do all of this today and tomorrow, and you haven't even asked George yet?" Percy asked with a frown.

"Well, Fred said that George wasn't really ready to open the shop, so I figured that if the shop was running George might feel more up to helping out if he's needed on a daily basis. Does that make sense?" Ron, Hermione, and Ginny sat watching the discussion confused as to where it was going. Percy seemed to be getting more and more befuddled and angry as Harry spoke.

"I just think it isn't right that you're stepping in and doing this without even talking to George first. What if that dream was just that, a dream? You may be overstepping your bounds, Harry. George wont take kindly to that," Percy was shaking his head as he spoke. Ron bristled at the comment about Harry.

"How could he be overstepping his bounds, Percy, if he owns half the shop? If anything, he's looking out for his own interests. How is that wrong? George is depressed, we all know that. Hell, you've been working with him, you should know first hand that he's not ready," Ron stated loudly. Percy looked down at his hands and mumbled something unintelligibly.

"Excuse me? What was that? Speak up Perce," Ron said menacingly.

"I haven't been working at the shop for about four days now," Percy sighed. Ginny and Ron exploded.

"What?!" Hermione and Harry calmed their counterparts as Percy hung his head.

"What do you mean Percy? Where have you been working?" Hermione asked quietly.

"The…Ministry," he replied.

"Why?" asked Harry. Percy sighed.

"Kingsley asked me. He said he was understaffed and he needed reliable people to work with him. He knows, roughly, who not to trust, but at the moment, unreliable people out weight the reliable. So all the trustworthy people are working overtime and doing their best to help, but it's not working very well. Too many people left over from the corrupt Ministry are making life and work difficult.

"When Kingsley asked me to come be his personal assistant, I…well, I've always wanted this job. I talked to George and told him how much I wanted to do this and he said he understood. So I went," Percy stated. "He was doing a lot better when I left him. He was ready to open the shop, and wanted to open it too. I made up a list of things for him to get done and told him I'd check in if I got the chance." Ginny stood up and started pacing. They all waited for the explosion and weren't disappointed.

"I can't believe you Percy! Why do you always put yourself before your own family? George is in a bad place right now, he is a suicide risk! You saw him at Hogwarts, he almost succeeded in killing himself! If it wasn't for Harry and Ron's combined Accio spells he would have fallen! You left him alone in his flat, where he was surrounded by reminders of Fred for four days! How could you do this?! You are so…so…selfish!" Ginny yelled loudly in his face, her fists balled in rage. Percy stood up his face red and his eyes wide and started yelling.

"Selfish? You went off on a little vacation barely a week after your own brother died!" All four teens gasped at the harsh insinuation. "But I stayed at the flat with George for a few days and spent time talking with him. I felt that he was stable enough for me to move out and back to my own flat. I've been working my arse off for this Ministry and this country for the last four days. I've only gotten five hours of sleep in the last four days, and that was because I passed out in the Ministers office at one in the morning and no one found me until six! I haven't gotten a vacation, I'm not going to get to go to America for a week and have fun. No, I get to stay here and work my arse off and practically kill myself for this job I've wanted since dad told me about how the Ministry works when I was seven!" Percy yelled. Ginny wiped the tears from her face that had started after Percy accused them of leaving George.

"You don't even know what we were doing in Australia Percy, we spent the whole time there cleaning and packing up a house for Hermione parents. We got a half a day to do something fun, and let me tell you, these three needed it! They spent the last 10 months chasing Voldemort and living out of a tent! Harry just save the whole country from a dark wizard, he deserves a vacation, but no! He has to go rescue more people, and help out more people when he should be getting a vacation! So yes, we took a day for ourselves, and guess what? It wasn't even a full day! How dare you insinuate that we would just leave George alone when he was like that because we wanted too! I know I wouldn't have left if I had known his own brother would be leaving him alone for days on end! I thought you or mum, or dad would be with him, or I wouldn't have left! You are the one who left him alone! And for what? A job?! That is so typical Percy, job over family. You never do the right thing!" Ginny screamed at him.

"Am I ever going to get anything right with this family?! I've always been the outcast, no one ever wanted to play with boring Percy as kids. No, Percy was too boring with his Cauldron bottoms, and his Head Boy badge. But when did any of you bother with me or ask me to do something fun? Did any of you think to ask me how I was doing after Fred died? No! Percy's been estranged, he wont have as hard a time with his brother's death as the rest of us. He can watch over the distraught brother for us! He can do it, he's Percy, the brother with no heart!

"Did you ever think that maybe I was putting my own personal beliefs over everything when I left? Huh? Did you pause to think that maybe, just maybe, when my own beliefs came crashing down that I would have a hard time of it? No, it was all, he deserved what he got, he's the one who needs to come crawling back when he realizes his mistake and maybe we'll take him back. Maybe!

"Here's a newsflash for you Gin-Gin, I tried! I tried to come back, but when I got to the house, no one was there! It was abandoned! You were all at Muriel's, under Fidelius. I couldn't get to you! I couldn't even send an owl to you for fear that it would get intercepted! So I had to remain with that damn Ministry, acting like one of the bad guys, like I agreed with them that all Muggles and Muggleborn were scum on the bottom of my shoes! How do you think that affected me? Huh? Well, I'll tell you, I hate myself! I hate myself so much that I was just about ready to jump out that window with George!" Percy choked back a sob. "It wasn't until I saw Fred and he forgave me, that I started to heal. But you want to know something, I still hate myself. I probably will always hate myself! But I keep going on, doing what I think is right, because right now, we need good people in the Ministry. Next time, Ginevra, take a moment to think about how others are feeling before you run off at the mouth!" Percy turned and started to storm out of the room.

"Percy! Wait!" Ginny called out. Percy stopped but didn't turn around.

"Did you really try to find us?" Ginny asked in a small voice. She let her tears run down her face freely. She stood facing her older brother's back, hoping he'd turn around.

"Yes. Around Easter. I couldn't take the lies anymore," Percy responded with a small sob.

"P-Percy…" Ginny watched as he turned around. They were both crying as were the others in the room. Ginny slowly walked towards Percy and when she reached him she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him for the first time since before her second year.

Percy stood stock still as his youngest sibling and only sister hugged him and cried into his shirt. Awkwardly, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and hugged her back. Soon the awkwardness disappeared and they cried into each others shoulders. Ron stood up and walked over and pulled them both into his arms as well, and the siblings shared a hug that was a long time coming.

A/N: Wow this last scene came out of nowhere! I liked where it ended so I left it, I'm just glad that it was just over my minimum word count. I like it, do you? Happy Friday the 13th! I love this super day! Lol, be happy because I haven't gotten 21 finished and posting this early is a treat for alls you people, so be nice, Review Please!