Yours and Percy’s story starts back in your fifth year of Hogwarts, where you, a young Slytherin girl, were assigned as the female Slytherin prefect, and the head boy at the time decided to pair the two of you up for your rounds. At first, the two of you had been frosty, because you were Slytherin and him Gryffindor. Then, once he saw you researching post-Hogwarts education in the library, you became cautious friends.

Then, once sixth year came, the whole school turned against your house as a result of the chamber of secrets opening. But Percy, albeit a bit more distant, stuck by you- not in public of course. And then, once a Ravenclaw prefect, Penelope Clearwater, was petrified, he drifted. Until, when his sister Ginny was taken into the chamber, he found you, and, well, kissed you. And maybe a bit more…

But then, on that train ride home at the end of the year, you overheard Ginny telling all of Percy’s siblings that she’d caught him with…Penelope fucking Clearwater.

So, you and Percy never spoke again. And after Hogwarts, you ended up moving to Romania, where you worked at the Dragon Sanctuary, with Percy’s older brother, Charlie.

For all of two years. Soon, tensions began to rise within the Wizarding world, and you knew the dark Lord was back. Not that you liked the noseless twat. So, you moved back to England, and took up a position within the magical liaison department in the ministry, your ties to Romania helping you with your job.

Around a year later, after your return to England, after it had publicly been admitted that the dark Lord was back, you were just in your London apartment near the ministry, baking, when there’s a knock at the door.

And y’know who stands there when you answer it?

Percy fucking Weasley.