While working on what would have been this chapter, I totally and completely forgot all about adding Percy's fight with his day, which is very important. So to make up for it, I guess I'll have to do a flashback scene. So sorry.

Anyways, here we are. Harry will be arriving next chapter instead.

Chapter 117: The Fall Of Percy Weasley

A couple nights later, Hermione was once again at my door late at night. This time, she claimed that Ginny was snoring too loudly (which wasn't true because Ginny didn't snore at all) for her to get some decent sleep. I was starting to think that it was a possibility that she liked sleeping in my bed with me just as much as I did.

"It was nice to see your brother today." said Hermione, as she laid beside me, staring at the ceiling.

"Yeah, I thought so too." I said. "Since Bill works at the bank now, he will be around more, which is brilliant."

"Where's Percy?" asked Hermione. "Did he move out? How has he- hey, what's wrong?"

The instant she mentioned that prick, my facial expression changed to one of pure loathing. "Fuck Percy." I growled.

"Language, Ron!"

"No, fuck him! He's a traitor. A complete asshole." I spat.

"Wow! I mean I know that most of you don't really get on, but what exactly did he do?"

*START FLASHBACK*

"Guess what family?" said Percy as he came crashing through the door, proud as a peacock. "I've been promoted!"

Fred and George continued to eat their dinner as if they didn't give a dam, which I suspected they didn't. I certainly didn't care. Mum looked as if she wanted to say something nice, but was hesitating. Dad on the other hand, looked worried.

"A promotion, son? But you've only been there for going on a year." said Dad, as Percy sat down beside him.

"I know, isn't it wonderful?" said Percy, ecstatically. "The minister must see all my potential. My hard work has finally been rewarded. Oh, it's going to be great, Dad. I get a new office, an official badge, I get to work in close proximity with Fudge-"

"But what about the inquiry, son?" asked Dad. "Surely that's still going on with all that Crouch nonsense."

"He's looked past that, Dad." said Percy. "Besides, how was I to know about any of that? I wasn't to blame. So anyways, as I was saying-"

"Are you sure this was done with good intentions?" asked Dad.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you know how it's been lately, what with You Know Who returning and Dumbledore not being in Fudge's good graces anymore. You realized people are being sacked left and right for being in allegiance to the man."

Percy shrugged. "That's because Fudge doesn't trust what Dumbledore says. I mean, come on, Dad. The man is brilliant, but he is getting older, and a bit eccentric."

"Eccentric? Because he's telling the truth?"

"The truth? How would he know?" said Percy, starting to get on the defense. "His truth comes from the mouth of a 14 year old boy."

"Hey!" I chimed in. "You leave Harry out of this, he wouldn't lie!"

Percy ignored me.

"A 14 year old boy who saw his return with his own eyes!" said Dad. "Surely you cannot be this blind."

"How do you know for sure? From what the papers have been saying, the boy hasn't been quite stable for a while. Having fits in his classroom-"

"I'm warning you, Percy!"

"Oh, shut up, Ron! You're just a child, you don't know a thing about what's going on in the world. Your friend is an attention seeker, that's all. Acting as if he's a toddler just to keep his name relevant." he sneered at me. He then turned back to Dad.

"I know you're not about to believe this nonsense, Father."

"I believe Harry and Dumbledore, yes." said Dad. "Who would lie about something as huge as You Know Who returning? Don't be daft, you should know why you got that bloody promotion."

"And why is that, Father?"

"Don't you see? He's using you! He knows that I am not going to go for anything the Ministry is saying that is against Dumbledore and Harry. He just wants you for a spy."

Percy's face turned a deep red. It was almost a scary sight to see. I hadn't seen it since the time Fred and George put muggle hair remover in Percy's shampoo to see if it would actually work.

"So I'm just a spy?! Are you saying I'm not good enough to be promoted on my own accord?!" yelled Percy, standing up.

"Percy dear, calm down." said Mum, looking worried.

Percy ignored her too, keeping his eyes murderously locked on Dad, who had stood up as well.

"I never said that, but you can't tell me that it doesn't seem suspicious." said Dad. "I've been working there since before you were born, Perce. No one straight out of Hogwarts gets a promotion that quickly. Please, come to your senses, he's using you."

Percy looked as if he wanted to explode. "No, Dad." he said in an eerie calm. "Maybe you need to come to yours."

Fred, George, and Ginny looked as Percy as if they were ready to pounce. I had stood up, but Mum moved quickly and out her arm up in front of me before I could make a move.

"I beg your pardon?!"

"Look at you, Dad. You've been wasting away working at that menial job since forever, and what has it gotten you? It was barely enough to feed us before Ron was born, and now it's even worse. You're the laughing stock of the ministry, I've heard it myself. Your antics and tomfoolery has been holding me back. I could have been promoted ages ago, all the work I've put into what I do."

"You will not talk to your father that way, Percival Weasley!" said Mum, who rarely used Percy's whole first name.

"It's true, Mum! I've been struggling against Dad's lousy crepitation ever since the day I got there! He has no ambition, no drive to even do better by his family!"

Fred and George made a lunge for Percy, but Ginny stepped in, trying to hold him back. Percy laughed as if the thought of the twins attacking him was humorous.

"Face it dad, you're completely diluted. Chasing after Dumbledore, hanging on his unbelievable story. It's laughable, completely laughable. When he goes down, you and everyone that is following him will be in the same boat. Not me. I'm for the Ministry." said Percy, proudly.

Dad cleared his throat. Hr too, looked as if he wanted to explode, but somehow he kept his composure.

"The only boat that will sink is yours and the Ministry's, dear son. And it's a shame that you're too blinded by ambition and glory to see that. Come on, son, think." said Dad, holding out his hand.

Percy sneered at Dad. "Well Father, Mother, if that's the way it is, so be it. If you two want to be traitors to the Ministry, go right ahead. I would t be part of this downfall, nor this family any longer."

Mum gasped loudly. "WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, PERCY?!"

But he ignored her. He marched upstairs to his room.

The kitchen shook with us all arguing back and forth. Mum was starting to tear up, Dad was yelling at Percy from the bottom of the stairs, and the rest of us were debating on if and how we should kick his ass for being so disrespectful.

Five minutes later, Percy came down with luggage. Mum starting going into a right fit, throwing herself at Percy.

"What are you doing? You can't leave! Percy see reason!"

Percy nudged Mum off of him. He didn't say anything to her as she cried, trying to hold him by his arm, which he snatched away as well.

"See you at the bottom of the barrel, Arthur." he said to Dad, and marched out the door, leaving Mum crying, and the rest of us fuming.

*END FLASHBACK*

Hermione looked as if she was crushed. "I can't believe he said such cruel things to your dad like that." she said, looking at me, as we had turned to face each other.

I shrugged. "Truth be told, I sorta expected it. Not this soon, mind you. Years down the road. But it really wasn't a surprise to me. Percy always felt a way about what Dad did, and this was the tip of the iceberg. He lives somewhere here now. Mum went to see him, and he slammed the door in her face. Like how disrespectful can you be to slam the door in your own mother's face?"

Hermione nodded. "Are you okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I know he wasn't your favorite brother out of the bunch, but how do you feel about all of this?"

"I mean I feel bad. He is, well was my brother. And even though we didn't always get on, he was great sometimes. It just hurts to see Mum so torn up. I wish he hadn't upset her like he did." I said.

"Yeah, I bet." said Hermione, looking as if she now felt down.

"Just don't you go leaving us and tearing the family apart." I told her, trying to make her smile.

"I'm family?" she said in a somewhat awed voice.

"Of course, you loon, and Harry, of course." I said, looking at her as if she should have already known.

Hermine have me an appreciative grin. "Thanks, Ron. Really."

"Anytime. Now go to sleep. Slavery comes early in the morning. Got us working like house elves in this bitch."

"Ronald!"