Chapter 1
Percy knew what had to be done,
“YOU ARE OUT OF YOUR MIND! LEAVE HER MIRROR ALONE, LEAVE HER ALONE”
The man yelled, clutching the mirror tighter. The male had middle-length hair as white as virgin snow and their skin was wrinkled and dry due to the man being over six hundred years old.
They were currently on the old marble coral-colored floor, back up against the plain peeling wall, cradling the small silver mirror with the pictures of golden sickles beautifully embroidered on it.
“Oh really? I’m out of my mind for wanting to change the future. To stop all the bloodshed and tears? All of my friends and families' deaths? The chosen one’s turning to the dark side. No, you are out of your mind Mr. Flamel” Percy said sarcastically as he took a step closer to the hysteric elder.
Percy didn’t need to be told he was insane,
Already knew it
Percy coiled back his messy red curly locks into a tight ponytail.
Since the resistance’s base and his main research house were destroyed, Percy was constantly on the run from dementors and The chosen ones’ lackeys, he didn’t even have the time to brush his hair let alone cut it off and not make a total mess of it.
“Still holding on to the dear memory of your deceased beloved Perenelle, Hey that has a ring to it, Beloved Penerelle” Percy smirks as his hand stretched out waiting for the mirror to be given to him.
“Fine,” Nicholas Flamel said exhausted, supposedly giving up.
Percy's hand grasped onto the mirror, “Thank-“
“PALUTOATIS” Nicholas Flamel yelled
Percival Weasley woke up,
He woke up in the middle of the night, breaking the carefully constructed sleep schedule he had prepared for his time at Hogwarts, where he would need to adjust to their sleep schedule.
Normally Percival Weasley would be pissed, extra if he had no one to blame but himself. Tonight though,
He felt an urge to go to the mirror, without any explanation or reason.
Just a need.
He pulled off the fluffy wrinkled cream-colored blanket, and he sat on the bedside.
Percival Weasley slipped on his rabbit-shaped slippers, he remembered when George and Fred bought the shoes as a joke to see how Percival Weasley would react, but Percival Weasley was so touched he decided to use them as slippers, not that he told anyone, that would be too embarrassing.
He walked over to the mirror
Percival Weasley screamed.