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Chapter 37 Percy's Secret Life
Dear Ron,
I'm sorry for the way that I reacted at Christmas time, more sorry then I can say..
I'm not going to make excuses for myself about my appalling behavior, but I need you to understand some things about me, and for that I'll have to tell you a story. Story telling isn't something that I'm very good at, never has been, but I'll do my best for you little brother.
P.s. Please apologize to your Viktor for me, and please tell him.. That I'm glad that he hit me. What I said to you was cruel, and I deserved it.
Your brother,
Percy
During my fifth year at Hogwarts I became very close with an older boy. Intimately close. He was a transfer student from Durmstrang, though he lived with his family in France when he wasn't going to school.
His name was Phillepe. His last name isn't important.
We fell in love, and he promised to cherish, care for and protect me for always. I was more happy then I'd ever been before or since, and he told me that he was to. The end of the year arrived and he swore on his love for me that he would send for me as soon as he got resettled in France and told his siblings and parents about our relationship.
A month passed by with no word of any kind. Then, finally, a letter came.
It was an official sealed letter from the Ministry of Magic informing me that Phillepe had made me the Heir to his fortune and land if anything happened to him, and that that also meant that I would care for his family in his stead.
There were none left to care for.
Inside the letter was another informing me that his mother, father, brother and sisters had all been killed by a freak accident.. (here tears marred the ink so that Ron could barely read the next few lines)
And me dear, sweet Phillepe..
He had tried to protect his youngest sister from the falling rocks and had taken a bad hit to the back of his head and was in a coma and not expected to live much longer. I went to France immediately of course. I needed to be with him.
Even if he didn't make it, I needed to see him one more time, and for him to know that I was there in his final time on this earth. He eventually came out of the coma, and I had him moved into his home that he had willed to me.
It's where I live now, and why I left so soon after you did on Christmas. I needed to be with Phillepe. Only Mum and Dad know about Phillepe, and where I live, and now you.
I would prefer that you keep it to yourself, and perhaps Harry and Malfoy. The holidays are hard for me, Ron. I'm grateful that Phillepe and I can be together, but I wish that his family could be with us, too.
I never knew them, and I never will now because Phillepe can barely communicate at all. Now I care for Phillepe, and I know that he loves me, even if he can no longer say it or express it very well.
I know sometimes I seem stuck up and older then my years, but I needed to be strong for Phillepe. To take care of him. I've made my choices, and I wouldn't change them even if I could, but when it comes to others, or especially my brothers and sister.. I don't want my life to be yours.
So just be careful what choices you make. If I had gone with him that day, maybe I would have died, and sometimes I wish I had. Sometimes I think, what could be worse then this? But what if I had? What if I had died and Phillepe hadn't?
Who would have been his caretaker? I know who, and I'm glad that I survived. That we survived. So don't take anything for granted, Ronald Krum-Weasley. Live every day that you have to it's fullest.
For me, and for Phillepe.
Draco and Harry walked into their room late one night after dinner, having just come from their bathroom where they had bathed together, shocked when they both heard Ron crying behind the dark purple curtain that the redhead had hung up between the two beds so that he could have some privacy for changing and sleeping.
"Ron?" Harry said softly, moving to stand on the other side of the curtain from his best friend. "Are you alright? What's upset you? Can I come in?"
"Y-Yes," Ron sobbed, not looking up when Harry came around the curtain to stand beside him and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Percy, h-he.."
"What? Did he do something cruel again? Say something to hurt you?"
"N-No. Yes. No. The l-letter."
"Letter? What letter?"
Ron pointed a shaking finger at a piece of paper lying on the bed in front of his crossed legs. "He apologized, b-but..."
Harry picked up the letter, sitting beside Ron on the mattress as he began to read it's contents slowly. By the time he finished reading he was crying as well, dropping the letter and putting his arms around Ron, the two of them sobbing together. Draco came around the curtain, gaping in shock when he saw them together crying, moving to pick up the letter warily.
He dropped it as though burned, moving to the edge of the bed to wrap his arms around them both as he tried to comfort them, laying his fair haired head on top of theirs and closing his eyes as tears slid down his usually pale face slowly.