Memories flooded to Percy's head. A faint throbbing in his shoulder, Rachel screaming his name, Harry letting go of his t-shirt unable to keep a grip, the tornado ripping apart the space between them, waking up on an unfamiliar street, and a wizard….wait, a wizard? Percy bolted up crying out at the jolt of pain the coursed through his body. His shoulder felt numb, almost as if the ability to feel had been overused. Percy rubbed his eyes, where was he? He looked around, he was in a house.
It was messy. Dust collected in the carpet, there were spider webs in the curtains and glass on the piano. There was no TV, no gadgets, no computer. There were newspapers titled The Daily Prophet laying around, some burning in the fire. Percy shivered, all of a sudden he felt cold. The fire was running out, the flames were dying down slowly. The crackling was decreasing every second. He felt alone, he felt hungry.
"Helloooo…anybody home?" he shouted
Where was the wizard? Did she just leave him to die? Did she curse him? Was h….
His rain of thoughts was interrupted by a red headed figure running through the doorway and slamming the wand into his chest.
"So you're awake" she said
"Percy" said Percy holding a hand out as if she would shake it. He was standing now.
He raised his eyebrow as if to ask her name. He had already lowered his hand knowing she wouldn't take it.
"No need" she replied briskly "I just need one thing from you"
Wizards were thieves? This was new info.
"I ran away from home without my wallet" Percy said
"I need an answer smart ass" she snarled
"Oh okay" Percy said relived he could still trust wizards he knew "shoot"
"How did you know I'm a wizard?" she asked
"Wait" Percy said remembering something "you have red hair…."
"JUST ANSWER MY QUESTION" she shouted a little scared
"So does he….he said he lost…"
"What are you talking about?" she asked
"You're name is Ginny…"
"How do you know that?" she growled poking her wand into Percy's ribs harder
"You're Ron's sister!" exclaimed Percy