"So sorry… er, Harry?" said Hermione. Harry glanced at Percy, wondering if they looked so alike that Hermione couldn't tell.

"Percy." said Percy. Hermione looked confused and got up, staring at Harry, then Percy, then Harry again.

"He's my brother." explained Harry. He bit his tongue just to keep from laughing at Hermione's strange expression.

"Brother?" she exclaimed, "You had a brother, and you never told us?"

Hermione glanced at Ron, he shrugged his shoulders. She stared at Percy, and Percy laughed, "I didn't know until recently! Don't blame me Annabe-". Percy's face darkened, and he shut his mouth. Harry wondered if he and this 'Annabeth' were a bit more than friends. He made a mental note to ask him some other time, by the look on Percy's face, he'd slaughter anyone who asked at the moment, and Harry didn't doubt he wouldn't, he saw his deadly ballpoint pen/sword, and Harry was sure Percy wasn't afraid to use it.

Molly Weasly, noticing the tension quickly said, "Flourish and Blotts, dears. Hermione you may join too."

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley. I'll just ask my parents…" said Hermione, dashing away to a pair of Muggles changing euros to wizard money. Percy's expression seemed to have softened, he asked Harry, "What's the difference between the golden coins, silver coins, and bronze?"

Harry recalled he asked almost the same question to Hagrid years ago, "Gold ones are Galleons, Silver are Sickles and the bronze ones are Knuts.", he glanced at Percy who looked like he was about to laugh, "Anyway… Seventeen silver Sickles to a Galleon, and twenty-nine Knuts to a Sickle. It's easy enough." said he, repeating Hagrid's words. Percy nodded, staring at the Galleons, "Just like the Golden Drachmas."

Harry had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. He hoped Percy hadn't gone mad right on the spot. On second thought, he probably already was… thinking as if he were half greek god and so. Hermione returned and followed the Weasley's, Percy, and Harry towards Flourish and Blotts.

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Percy was glad they had books for dyslexic kids, he didn't know how he'd survive at Hogwarts-where, 'you have to write foot-long reports!' as Fred said-without them.

At first, Percy couldn't even tell they were approaching a book store, he thought they were going to Broadway or something, because the line stretched all the way outside. He saw a sign as they inched slowly into the shop, GILDEROY LOCKHART, GET HIS NEW BOOK, Magical Me, SIGNED TODAY! Percy wondered if this Lockhart was some sort of Wizard celebrity or something.

Molly Weasley took a lot of books off the shelf and dumped them into a large, black cauldron. She cut ahead, Harry, Ron and Hermione followed. Percy decided to follow too. He stood beside Harry, staring at the large blonde man with canopy blue robes (he supposed this was Lockhart), then all of a sudden the man stared towards he and his brother's direction and gasped.

"Could this be… could this be the famous, Harry Potter?" said Lockhart, grasping Harry's wrist immediately, then pulling him onstage, "It is! Smile, Harry, we can make the front page."

Percy respected Harry's refusal to smile.

"Today, Harry Potter and his friends went into this bookshop, no doubt to buy a copy of my new book, Magical Me. But he didn't know he and his friends would also come home with the full signed set of all he needs! In fact, all Hogwarts students will get more than just all of my books, but they will also get me as their new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!"

The crowd clapped and cheered as Lockhart flashed them a grin showing all of his blinding white teeth. Even Percy couldn't do that, perhaps because his face was usually in a scowl. Mrs. Weasley took Harry's friends' free books and dropped them in the cauldron, then Percy's set. They left Flourish and Blotts, but outside, a young blonde boy was outside scowling at them.

"Bet you liked that, didn't you, Potter? Famous Harry Potter, can't even go inside a bookshop without getting on the front page of The Daily Prophet." said the boy. Percy glanced at Harry, and he saw Harry scowl.

"Where's your daddy, Malfoy? Lost him?" said Ron. It was Malfoy's turn to scowl. Percy then saw a man who looked like an older version of Malfoy, then he realized it was Malfoy's dad.

"Now, now, Draco. It was not his fault." said the man, then he glanced at the cauldron Mrs. Weasley was holding, then took out a tattered book that belonged to the youngest Weasley, Ginny, "Second hand books, Weasley? I couldn't expect more from you."

Ron growled, and Mr. Weasley bared his teeth. Percy's hand instinctively reached for his pocket and fingered Riptide. Mr. Malfoy glanced at Hermione, "Hanging out with Mudbloods… disgrace to the pureblood family…"

Mr. Weasley pounced, and Percy took out Riptide, still keeping it as a pen, though. Mrs. Weasley sighed and separated the two, "Look at you two! Fighting like little children over the last cookie in the cookie jar!"

Arthur Weasley had a black eye, but Malfoy had two scratches on his head. The Weasley's (except Mrs. Weasley), Harry, and Hermione looked pleased. They left to get a few more school things for Percy, then they approached a shady shop that was labelled, Ollivander's, but Percy thought it said Ollineber's.

"What're we gonna get here?" asked Percy, whispering to Harry. Harry glanced at Percy, grinning.

"A magic wand."

Oh my goodness an update! Yaaay. Thanks for the awesome reviews! This longer-than-usual chapter is for all you people!

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