Percy's PoV

I appear in an alley on the Diagon Alley.

I start walking, looking for my cousin and his friends with my eyes.

"Percy!"

I turn around and see Harry, Ron and Hermione coming towards me.

Harry seems to be hiding something behind his back.

"How did it go? Do you have your wand?" My cousin asks me.

"Yes, perfect. Uh, what are you hiding behind your back?"

"Sorry, I didn't have time to wrap it."

And he hands me...

...a cage.

I look at him, puzzled.
"A cage?"

He smiles at me and nods to the left.
I look in the direction indicated and I see an owl take off from the roof of a building and come to land on the cage.

"She is yours. Happy Birthday Percy!"

I look at the owl, and...
oh my gods.

This owl has pure silvery gray eyes and beautiful plumage.

"This owl is special. Apparently, no one could get close to her, but when we went into the store, it came all by herself," Harry told me.

Of course he's special. It's not just any owl. It's an owl sent by her.

"I don't know what to tell you, Harry."

"Then don't say anything."

"Thank you very much, Harry."

I'm looking at Ron and Hermione.
"Thanks to you too."

Ron shrugs his shoulders.
"It's Harry's idea. "

Hermione, on the other hand, just nods her head.

"How are you going to call her?"ask Harry.

I'm thinking about it for a little while.
"Peth."

"Well, let's go join the others," says Harry.

And we'll set off, me with an owl, Athena's gift -or curse-.

After we'd made the last purchases, -toad eyes, really ?- we went back to the Burrow.

And I spent two magnificent weeks.
As if I was with a family. All that was missing was my mother and my stepfather.

One day, Harry and the others were playing Quidditch in the garden, and I was offered to try it.

"You have to climb on it and then you push with your foot to get off."

"Are you sure you want to give him a try, Harry? He could get hurt, he hasn't taken a class!" Says Hermione.

"I had the best teacher! Come on Harry, let's go!" I say.

Harry who was standing next to me straddled his broom and took off, rising before stopping a few meters higher.

"Cool."
I straddle the broom that was lent to me.

"Uh Percy?"

"Yes ?"

"The other way around."

"Oh!"
I had the broom upside down.
I'm blushing and I'm riding the broom the right way this time.

"On the count of three," Harry said to me. "One!"

I get ready, all excited.

"Two!"

I push with my foot and I take off, doing uncontrolled slaloms.

"I didn't say three!" Offended Harry.

And he starts flying beside me.

After several minutes of flying, I begin to understand how to control the broom.
The feeling is incredible. A feeling of total freedom.

I decide to take it to the next level.

I lean forward a little bit, giving more speed to my broom.

"Percy, are you sure about this?" Harry asks me.

"Of course I am!" I answer.

I make a sharp turn and I lose control, finding myself suspended from the stick by my hands, several dozen meters above the ground.
I had really climbed that high?

"Wow, great view!" I let go.

"I'm coming to get you!" Harry yells at me, panicked.

Being suspended like that didn't worry me.

"No, I'm fine! I'm just admiring the view!" I answer.

The broom continues to move forward, me still suspended.

I let go of one hand and wave to Ron and Hermione downstairs.

"Percy gets back on your broom, you're going to fall down!" Harry shouts at me.

I get up on the broom without difficulty.
In the end, it was no more dangerous than climbing the lava wall.

I bring my broom back to Harry's broom.
"I love flying on a broom!"

Harry starts laughing and we go back down to the ground.

"I hadn't had this much fun in ages! Thanks guys!" I tell them.

Ron and Harry start laughing, while Hermione looks up at the sky in the style :
Boys, still unconscious!

But everything has an end.
It was the morning of our departure for Hogwarts.
Everyone was in a frenzy.

"Hurry up! We mustn't be late!" Said Molly.

We put our suitcases in the car that was going to take us to the station, under Bill's envious gaze.
"If only I could go back to Hogwarts this year."

When I asked him why, he just winked back.

We get in the car and get off at the King's Cross station.

"Uh, the platform 9¾  doesn't exist, does it?" I ask.

"You'll see," Harry simply answered me.

Then I see Fred and George start running with their carts right into a wall and... cross it?

I rub my eyes to make sure I get a good look.
Ginny and Hermione also run and cross the wall.

"What...?"

Harry grabs me by the shoulder and takes me to the wall.

Peth, in her cage, doesn't flinch at the sight of a wall approaching dangerously.
On the contrary, she looks at him with a haughty look, as if to provoke him, saying :
You are nothing. A wall? Pfff, no problem.

And we cross the wall.

I find myself on a station platform where a train drops a continuous plume of smoke.
I look up.

Platform 9¾

"Whoa!"

"Awesome, huh?" Harry laughed at my expression.

On the train, it says: "Hogwarts Express".

"Unbelievable!"

And we join the rest of the Weasley family.

"Have fun this year! Enjoy!" Arthur tells us.

After some goodbyes, we get on the train, where we settle down in an empty carriage.

The train shakes and starts moving.
It quickly reaches a top speed, and I look outside.

The few times I have taken the train, it never ended well.
The griffins, the monsters.

But hey. Let's not think about it. Everything is going to be all right.
I've already traveled in more dangerous conditions.
I think back to the trip I made aboard the Argo II.
Even if it was full of danger, I had a great time.

We were seven friends. But today some of them are not there anymore...

"Are you okay, Percy?"

I am startled and I see that Harry, Ron and Hermione are staring at me.

"Uh, yeah, don't worry. I was caught in my thoughts. Uh, tell me about it. You were supposed to tell me about this Voldemort when we were with each other."

"Right. I'll tell you all about it."

And he's starting to tell me.

How Voldemort killed his parents, how he survived, how his first three years at Hogwarts went, the philosopher's stone, the basilisk, -decidedly I can't stand those dirty beasts- and the story with his godfather and the werewolf.

"Wow."

I understand better Dumbledore's words about responsibility at such a young age.

"What about you, Percy?"

"What about me?"

"Tell us your story."

I'm stuck. How could I lie after he trusted me?

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