1995
What a complete idiot his brother was.
Bill and Percy had always been a little close - Bill's closest brother behind Charlie, of course. While Bill wasn't as straight-laced as his younger brother was, he certainly understood Percy's hard-working, knowledge-seeking attitude; he was just like that at one point, too. They had their differences, but they were also pretty similar.
Now, however? Bill wasn't too sure if they were even brothers.
Weasley's were family, and family stuck together. Stood tall together. One thing the Weasley family never did was what Percy just did, not even a week to the day - turn their back on family, their own flesh and blood, for the corrupted, power-hungry Ministry.
It - Percy - was a futile cause now; Mum had went to go see him in London, but he had turned her away, slamming the door in her face. She was a mess for the next few hours, not even able to form full sentences. Dad was angry beyond belief, more than Bill had ever seen before. Ginny was upset, the mood of the rest of the house bringing her down.
He was holding a little faith, that maybe, just maybe, Percy the git would fix the holes he'd torn. Hopefully.