- Rating:
- R
- House:
- The Dark Arts
- Characters:
- Percy Weasley
- Genres:
- Angst Drama
- Era:
- Multiple Eras
- Spoilers:
- Philosopher's Stone Chamber of Secrets Prizoner of Azkaban Goblet of Fire Order of the Phoenix
- Stats:
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Published: 07/20/2003Updated: 07/20/2003Words: 732Chapters: 1Hits: 263
- Chapter Summary:
- Percy is exhiled from his family.l he must apologize before it is too late!!!
- Posted:
- 07/20/2003
- Hits:
- 263
- Author's Note:
- Sorry, the original version got a bit confusing near the ending, so i tried to make it a little more easy to understand
Percy Weasly scribbled furiously on his parchment. He was hastily writing an apology
to family for his ignorance, stupidity, and downright asinine behavior.
Dear Mum, Dad, and brothers and sister,
I am deeply sorry and regretful for my actions following Ron's fourth year. I
apologize for any troubling or spiteful things I may have said, and can understand if
you never forgive me fully, but I plead that you may find it in your hearts to
forgive me enough to be a part of your lives. I wish to apologize fully in person.
Love from, Percy
He felt a lump in his throat tighten. How could he be such a prat. The one time his
family members lives were in jeopardy, and he was holding a grudge because of his
sheer ignorance of the truth. How they must hate him. But he wanted to apologize
before any of them died. His dad had already come close enough.
He put the letter into a folded parchment envelope, and sealed it carefully. He
planned to mail it after he got off shift.
He pushed the stack of cauldron thickness speeches aside, and waltzed down to the
break room, a swing in his step. He would apologize to his family, and not have to
live with grief if something should happen to them.
His pewter goblet was soon filled with coffee in moments, and he drank deeply.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to him.
'Dad!' His father would be in his office right now. He sprinted to the elevator,
wishing to apologize to his father first. He began his descent in the elevator,
because he was going to stop off at the front desk to take a twenty minute break. He
wanted all the time in the world.
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"Thanks, John," he said as the feeble old wizard at the desk punched his timecard
onto break time. Suddenly, two things happened at once.
A voice came aloud through the M.O.M. halls. "Attention....Breach in
security...repeat, breach in security!"
And, the huge marble wall at the north end of the main lobby exploded. Hundreds of
witches and wizards Apparated down onto the main floor. Percy was throw into the main
desk and felt a stabbing pain in his shoulder.
"Look!!!!!" yelled a wizard. "Death Eaters!!!!"
A hundred cloaked, masked wizards marched into the lobby.
'This isn't happening,' Percy thought. 'It can't be real. It just cant be.'
And, to top off all fears, Lord Voldemort himself marched inside.
Bedlam ensued.
Curses flew in every direction, and several wizards dropped dead. The cackles of
Death Eaters could be heard. It was sickening, watching these people enjoy this
torment, and Percy understood what his family was trying to warn him of. He began to
weep in regret of his decision.
It was cut short, however. A huge curse hit right next to Percy, and the ground
exploded, throwing Percy fifty feet sideways. With a sickening THUD he landed on his
head. Everything faded to black.
But, as he came to, he realized he mustn’t have been out long, because the scene was
just like how he left it. More dead wizard's bodies littered the ground, and blood
stained crimson splotches onto the white marble.
Percy felt his mouth. It was bleeding badly, and he couldn't think straight, He
wondered what damage his blow had done to his head. He spit out a tooth. There were
spots dancing in front of his eyes.
He suddenly and surprisingly found his father in the crowd, dodging curses. At that
moment, there was only one thought in his mind. 'Apologize. Now. You must.'
It was as if nothing else mattered. Percy became unaware of any other motion around
him. All his being was focused on his father.
A huge chunk of rock slammed into his head again. He was now bleeding profusely, and
he became aware he was bleeding from his ears. Blood stained his vision red. He did
not want to die without apologizing. 'I’m sorry...' he croaked, but it was less than
a squeak.
He finally found his voice.
"D-dad!!!!!!" he screamed. He father wheeled around.
"I..I-"
Suddenly, a hooded, cloaked Death Eater stepped on his hand, crusing his wand, while simultaniously, he grabbed Percy's throat.
"I think not, you wizard scum." said the Death Eater. "ADVADA KEDAVRA!"
And just as Percy began to utter "S-", his life was ended.
THE END