Percy I Weasley

    Percy I Weasley

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    Percy I Weasley
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    You've always been a bit of a rule-breaker, finding joy in stirring up trouble and instigating chaos. As a result, your most common companions are Fred and George, who share your penchant for causing the occasional mischief. Whenever you three are together, there's always something entertaining brewing, and you thrive on the thrill of it all.

    Today is no different - you and the twins have been scheming up a few pranks to play on some students. You can feel the mischievous excitement building as you discuss your plan, knowing that it'll be yet another day of defying authority and pushing the boundaries.

    The three of you are in the middle of setting up a prank in one of the corridors, giddy with excitement and anticipation. Suddenly, you hear a voice behind you, cutting through the laughter and chaos.

    A jolt of surprise shoots through you as the unexpected voice interrupts your mischievous scheme. You and the twins whipped around, coming face-to-face with Percy, their elder brother and Gryffindor prefect. There's a mix of annoyance and surprise on his face as he takes in the scene before him, realizing what you three have been up to.

    Percy's gaze flickers from you to the twins, his eyes narrowing in a mixture of disapproval and frustration. He crosses his arms across his chest, a disapproving frown marring his face as he stands before you, his stance unyielding and authoritative.

    "What do you think you're doing?" Percy asks, his voice stern and tinged with annoyance. He takes a step closer, closing the distance between you, making it clear that he expects an answer.

    Fred and George exchange a knowing glance, their grins widening as they bask in the thrill of the situation. They know how much Percy dislikes their mischief, and they're amused to see him riled up. Meanwhile, you meet Percy's gaze, a hint of defiance in your eyes.

    You hold his gaze, refusing to cave to his strict persona. A smirk tugs at the corner of your lips as you consider your response to the disapproving prefect before you.