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Chapter Seven

By Rosa241

Oliver POV:

Bored bored bored! I'm so BORED!

Out of the corner of my eye I see Percy smirking as he reads the note, he rolled his eyes before scribbling a reply.

Pay attention!

I have to admit over the last few days Percy seems to have returned back to normal...well...almost normal...normal enough at least. Percy's version of normal used to involve a lot of time in the library and even more time spent in his room, nowadays his version of normal still involves time in the library but now he seems to enjoy being outside of school. Now he seems to devote his time between school work, watching over his siblings and of course keeping a close eye on my Quidditch practice.

It's weird...our friendship I mean...two people so different just clicked one day. We were never really close and then boom! All of a sudden we were just inseparable. I suppose coming from a big family like Percy does he came to Hogwarts craving being alone, and me well...being an only child (and an annoying child I've often been told) I came to Hogwarts and was used to being alone. We've always been together...even before we were friends we were together. I guess since neither of us had many friends– and by that I mean none – it was easier to stick together.

I watch him for a moment, to anyone else it would seem that he's concentrating hard, to me...I can see differently. He's thinking...he's caught in the back of his own mind...there's something serious going inside his head and I have every intention of out exactly what that something is.

Percy POV:

I'm fully aware that I'm being watched, Oliver's been watching me ever since I got back to school. He knows that something is seriously up with me...he'd probably have me committed if I told him what...and I can tell he's determined to find out.

I just can't help it though, ever since the fates words the other day I haven't been able to stop thinking about my 'little' problem. The words...Remember the past...keep coming back to me. What do they mean? Of course I have to remember the past, I have to remember what's happened last time and not let it happen again. That's common sense. It sounds so easy but...it's not. It's not easy at all.

Remember the past...

I wish it was as easy at that.

It's not until later, when we're all sitting in the common room that the candle in my head finally lights up. We're all sitting there, Fred and George hiding in the corner – plotting their next big prank – Ron and Harry on the floor by the fire – Ron's trying to teach him wizards chess – whilst Oliver going through plays and other stuff I really don't know anything about. I'm sitting with a random text book open in front of me under the pretence of doing some work, in actual fact I'm stressing out. The reality of my situation keeps coming back to me. Every time I feel like I've actually got somewhere I'm reminded of just what I've got to do. Oliver knows there's something wrong, he just knows me too well.

"Oh I'm never going to get this!" Harry's moan interrupts my thoughts and despite my problems I can't help the smile that comes across my face.

"You'll be fine, I'll tell you what I'm going to go feed Scabbers...why don't you play Dean?" Ron nodded towards the table where Dean and Seamus where sat, giggling about something or other, before shooting up the stairs.

I'm vaguely aware of Harry moving but my minds elsewhere. Ron's mention of Scabbers brings a whole new level of panic to my already overloaded brain.

Scabbers...Scabbers and Pettigrew...Scabbers is Peter Pettigrew...OH MERLIN! Voldemorts right hand man...one of those responsible for helping him return...killing Cedric...Sirius...

"Perce? You okay?" Oliver's question brings me out of my head.

"Yeah just um...left something up in our room, now I need it. I'll be back in a minute." I avoid the strange look he gives me and head up, passing Ron on the way who's now carrying Scabbers – Pettigrew. Closing the door I fall onto the nearest bed and my mind practically explodes.

How could I have forgotten about Pettigrew? How could I have forgotten about Sirius? Pettigrew was such a huge part of what happened before! I remember after I found out about Pettigrew...how shocked I was to find out I'd had a murderer living with me...sleeping in my bed...I always wondered what would have changed if Pettigrew had gotten caught...if Sirius had survived his encounter at the ministry...there's so much I've forgotten about, so much...I remember back when Ron told me about everything that had happened...

Flashback:

"Ron? Seriously? You're seriously drinking again!" I tear the bottle away from Ron, receiving a seething glare in the process, and sit down next to my little brother. "Ron what is going on with you? You have an amazing wife, a great job and you're sitting here in this...this...place drinking yourself to death!"

"Oh shu'up...leave me'lone." He made to grab the bottle of merlin only knows what but failed miserably in his drunken state. "G'way."

"Ron...come on." I decided against sending him home tonight, Hermione didn't need to see him like this, not again. Instead I quickly dragged him into the alley behind the muggle pub and apparroted him back to mine.

It was the next morning – once he'd sobered up – that he told me everything. And I mean everything...some of the things he told me...the dragon – I certainly didn't know about that! All that stuff with Scabbers, of course I'd been told before about Pettigrew and Scabbers – turned my stomach when I heard – but I never knew about what happened in their third year...not all of the details anyway! There's so much happened in his life that I knew nothing about...

End Flashback:

Grabbing my list from my desk I open it quickly and gaze down at it, realising what I've done. I've thought only about what's happened this year, I've completely ignored the rest of it. There were three more years after this one, three more years that led up to the return of Voldemort. There has to be something I can do...something...A loud banging grabs my attention.

"Perce...you alright?" Quickly shoving my list into my pocket I swivel round to see Oliver gazing at me expectantly.

"Yeah fine...just left some stuff up here. Go on down I'll be there in a minute." For a moment I think he's going to argue but thankfully he see's I want to be alone and leaves. Throwing the list away I grab a bit of parchment and begin writing a new one.

Things that I need to do something about.

1. Stop Harry, Ron and Hermione getting caught after sneaking the Dragon to Charlie.

2. Be there for Ron so he'll come to me with his suspicions about Snape.

3. Somehow make Ron, Harry and Hermione realise that Snape isn't the bad guy here.

4. Prove that Scabbers is Pettigrew.

My eyes are immediately drawn to the forth item on the list and I find myself left with only one question.

How do I prove it?

Sorry I know it's only short but the next one will be longer I promise. What's Percy going to do about Pettigrew?

Quick quiz, who should be the first to find out about Percy?

1. Oliver

2. Dumbledore

3. Arthur