Mean.
"Sorry, I'm late." Maggie sing-songs, her cane clicking against the ground loudly. "You have some shitty floors."
"I don't think I asked." Sirius growls, before the room tenses when she fully steps into it.
"Percy-?"
"I ask that you don't address it." Maggie hums, "My darling pet doesn't speak."
"Severus. Why did you bring her here?" Sirius growls once again, and Maggie plants herself in the seat next to Severus, making room for Percy to sit on the ground between her legs.
"He brought me here because I'm the only way you lot will remain safe during his bloody war." Maggie smiles, sitting her hand on the top of Percy's head. "The Dark Lord only trusts certain people."
"And you're one of them?"
"I've known him for 41 years. I'm one of his closest allies." Maggie grumbles, "At least he thinks I am. He gifted me my pet and everything!"
"How dare you?" Arthur Weasley growls, one of his hands sitting on a silently crying Molly Weasley. "That is our son-."
"I don't care." Maggie laughs, "I never said I was a good person. Severus asked me to keep The Order of the Phoenix protected. So, I will do so. But I am still going to indulge myself how I see fit."
"You're defiling, No, You're raping this boy." Remus snaps, "That is not indulging."
"I'm not raping anyone." Maggie grins, "You like it, don't you, pet?"
Percy nods once, his eyes staring up at her devotedly.
"You lot have no reason to concern yourself with my pet." Maggie runs her fingers over the back of Percy's head and drags his head to rest against her inner thigh. "Last I checked, Perce's family doesn't care about him. I mean I've had him for eight months, Yaxley three before that, and Fenrir six before that-."
"Maggie. Leave it alone."
"I just think it's funny that they said he's their son, and they haven't tried to find him in-."
"Stop. You will protect the Order of the Phoenix?"
"Yeah. Whatever. If that's all, I'm leaving."
Maggie stands from her seat, not moving as she adjusts her coat, before reaching down to pull Percy up by his shirt.
The shirt rides up, revealing bruises on his lower belly, fingertip and blunt object shaped.
Percy lets out a soft noise when he collides with her front, before steadying himself and lowering his head.
"You're not taking my brother."
Maggie looks across the room, her eyes meeting a taller redhead, who has three large scratches across his face.
"Oh? I’m not?" Maggie snorts, "Really? What are you going to do about it?"
"Maggie." Severus says again, and Maggie can tell he's actually frustrated.
"Fine. Percy, Who do you want to stay with?" Maggie asks, her focus shifting down to the shorter than in front of her. "Now."
"You." Percy replies without a second's hesitation, "You, Miss."
"That settles that, yeah?" Maggie nods, glaring at bill. "Let's go."
Percy follows her dumbly, not once looking back at his family.
"Severus. I will see you at the next meeting." Maggie waves, dragging Percy in by his arm roughly and disappearing.