Percy's house

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
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Percy's house
Summary
Ginny knew her brother.Of course she did. How he folded his socks and packed his suitcase, how he flinched when the twins teased him and how he hated his own handwriting, how much he worried about anything and everything and how stressed he got over things the rest of the family deemed unimportant.After the war, they hadn't been that close.She just never expected how big that chasm of ten years could be.
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Chapter 8

Ginny was sat in Bill's living room.
For some reason, George wanted to talk to them both and, as usual for George, he was late.
Her knee bobbed up and down. The meeting had been quite last minute and she knew Percy was meant to be also coming to Bill's in a few hours.
Ginny had been talking to Percy, had started coming over more and more regularly, she was happy that Percy had started to talk to her more, happy he'd trusted her and been okay with her near his family.

Bill finally walked into the living room with George by his side.
"Hi", he said smiling.
"Hey, so... what do you want to talk about?"
George sat down, moving a cushion behind him.
"So let me set the scene-"
"Don't get over dramatic Georgie" Bill said with a smile.
"Don't you interrupt arsehole. As I was saying, I was waiting at the gates at Luca's school-"
"Aw, how's he doing? It been ages since we've-"
"COME ON, let me speak will ya?"
They nodded at him.
"I was waiting at he gates at Luca's school, early like the amazing father I am. When some rushed looking teenager sprints up to the gates, and me. The great person I so clearly am., ask him if he needs to call anyone. So I give him the phone and he calls someone and he gets his shit together. I, of course, ask his name. And he says he's Oliver Woods kid, Jesse or something."

At the mention of Jesse, Ginny catches Bill's eye. What was George leading up to?

"But I say some nice shit like oh hey I'm George Weasley, and he gets like really nervous and tries to back a way a bit. Like complete vibe shift. And I'm just as confused as fuck as he tries to pull his sister away. Then his sister asks if I'm a Weasley like Ginny and Bill.
And now here I am asking what the fuck happened."

Ginny really hoped she wouldn't have to involve Percy to explain anything.
Bill started, "Sorry but what are you asking?"
"First of all how'd ya know Olive Woods kid?"
"Well um," Ginny's voice wavered, "I know him round work and shit, he takes his kids in sometimes when we do interviews."
Ginny was glad to use the sport journalist angle to it.
"Ah, that makes sense, you Bill?"
"I mean we've stayed in contact since Hogwarts, it'd be kinda weird that I didn't know his family."
The lie slipped off his tongue with ease.

"Well okay, cool. Now why did his kid freak out around me?"
Their eyes caught once again, silently debating who was going to answer. Sadly Bill lost.

"Er, I don't know what your on about but like why on Earth would we know?"
"Oh I dunno I just guessed since..." His voice trailed off.

Bill looked at his watch, his face crunching. "Listen don't mean to be rude but I'm kinda expecting people and you need to leave."
George's eyes widened in faux offence, "You mean to say you don't want to flaunt my awesome presence in front of your friend?"
"Just leave mate." He said, turning to leave the room.

George grabbed his coat and moved to leave the room too before looking over to Ginny, "Wait, aren't you leaving too?"
She rubbed her hand behind her head. "I just needed to talk to Bill about something."
"Oh? Something wrong?"
Ginny flushed, "Nah, don't worry. Just personal ya know?"
"Mmh sure."

George was immediately concerned, no matter what Ginny had said to deny it, she was covering something up. What it was? George had no idea.
Bill would sort it out though. And he hoped they knew he was there if they needed any help.

So he opened the door, preparing to apparate outside as Bill had cast spells to ensure no one could apparate in or out of the house. A handy spell to ensure safety, maybe not needed so much now, but it helped for his comfort of mind.

But then he almost walked straight into his brother and Oliver Woods. Why was Percy here? Fuck, why was Woods here? Then George realised that Percy was holding a small child in his arms. The same kid he had seen quiet recently, stood next to the same boy he lent his phone to.
"What the-"

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