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foreverinpanicmode · 1 year

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💭 HEADCANNONS ABOUT PERCY WEASLEY

that i one hundred precent believe in and will forever protect.

let's start off with the fact that as a child he most certainly was one of the smallest. in his first year, he most definitely was four feet and two inches or something like that.

he didn't hit puberty until he was thirteen, he believed it was purely evolution and that he just simply grew overnight. however, if you had asked anyone else? they'd tell you that merlin took pity on him.

percy is afraid of failure. much like little hermione granger, percy fears that if he doesn't do well in anything he does that he'll be thrown out of school or rejected consistently by his peers.

he's a straight 'o' student, which is nothing new... except he's only a straight 'o' student because one time his brother fred told him that he was gonna grow up to be the stupidest person ever to exist ( out of anger of course.. fred was like five at the time and percy had blabbed to mummy ). and percy just had to prove his brother wrong.

percy absolutely loves music, and not classical music like most of the classic typical nerds either, but he enjoys listening to the weird sisters, and the hobgoblins. he's also a huge fan of a muggle band called coldplay.

percy is actually a very good cook and can cook just about anything you ask for, his mother began teach him when he was young and the hobby just kinda stuck around. he frequently cooked when his mother and father would leave for short periods of time and couldn't make it back in time to cook dinners.

percy hates nicknames, he only tolerates them from his family because he generally doesn't have a say in anything at all. he doesn't mind his friends giving him one but generally he just likes going by his name or at least the shortened version of it.

he loves cats. he would absolutely adore having a cat of his own, he's jealous of those around him because they get to be with a cat who loves and adores them on a daily basis while he gets a shitty owl who is on his last legs and can barely keep itself upright while flying.

percy was once a prankster like his younger twin brothers, he would go around playing pranks on his family and the family friends but after fred said those words to him once, he decided to put pranking aside and focus on school.

percy is an amazing writer and attempts to write his own novel about what it's like being a wizard in a family of seven wizards and not having a single space to just be alone in without someone needing something from him.

he never wanted to become a ministry worker, but several people made insults towards him about his career choice, so he chose something more attainable and easier to achieve.

percy is a lover at heart, but because of the way his peers reacted to love, he became the quiet lover who does things behind closed doors and prefers no pda out in public. but he isn't opposed to a kiss on the cheek or a peck on the lips here or there.

percy adores animals. any animal, domestic or non-domestic. he gets it from his brother charlie who spent a good chunk of his own childhood learning all he can about magical creatures and how ti care for them. percy actually had aspirations to become a magizoologist when he was very young but chose a very different path ( as seen above ).

percy and his parents have an odd relationship, while they both love all of their children the same, they tend to overlook him due to him being the middle child and the smartest out of the seven. arthur was the one who got him into the possibility of being a ministry worker as that would definitely pay the bills and help make life a bit easier for the future. while molly attempted to show percy every ounce of love she had for her children.

percy weasley despises his siblings on various different levels. he tolerates william and ron purely because they are the less chaotic of the bunch ( minus the seven years ron attended school). he loves charlie to pieces because charlie is the only one who ever truly cared or even bothered to take his thoughts into consideration. but charlie does get overbearing sometimes and tends to helicopter percy when they were children, which travels well into their teen and young adult years. william is just... too aloof for percy to follow through with, he never knows what he's doing or what he'll be doing. ginny and ron are constantly screaming at each other which makes studying or just relaxing to be very hard and stressful. fred and george are the bane of percy's existence, constantly pranking him every chance they got and never ever considered the consequences of their actions. they always belittled him and told him to calm down when he was simply just explaining how they should be careful. he loves how open-minded and carefree they are, plus they're rather smart and have a knack for charms and stuff.

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ellovesspidey · 3 months

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gibe requests plz 🥺

hallo special people of the universe, guess what?

I'M TAKING REQUESTS!!

rules for requesting include:

no nsfw atm, can do platonic or x reader, will do ships, i.e. jegulus, will write in au's, such as a modern au. ummm yeah, just don't be disrespectful.

Will write in drabbles, imagines, hc's, oneshots. i forgot what the rest are called, but anyslay...

I will currently write for:

Marauders (Poly, Separate)

Mattheo Riddle (🥰)

Percy Weasley (On Occasion)

ok slay, will take special requests and acceptions <3

#requests #mattheo riddle #marauders #percyweasley #harrypotter #wolfstar #jegulus #urmom #:)

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braveclementine · 2 days

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Chapter 4

Warnings: None, Readers under 18 can read this book. It is solely fluff- nothing sexual

Copyright: I do not own any Wizarding World characters that J.K. Rowling wrote. I do however own Elizabeth Kane (main character) and Trang Nyguen (best friend). There should be no use of these two names without my permission. I also do not condone any copying of this.

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖞𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉 steadily until September 1 came. I woke up extremely early, even earlier than Dad. Full moon had been two weeks prior so he was able to come to the station with me today. I bounced down the stairs to make myself tea, bacon, and eggs.

Dad came downstairs an hour later, going to the kitchen to reheat cold eggs and bacon. I had already dragged my heavy trunk down the stairs and set it up by the door. I hadn't put Sadie in her cage yet though. I wasn't going to put her back in until the last second. I didn't like the idea of animals being in cages (which was ironic because I loved the zoo. Of course, one could argue that those 'cages' were much bigger and would be more accurately classified as 'habitats'). She had just come in from a night of hunting and was sleeping in my room.

Dad smiled at me before rubbing his eyes and sitting down, putting his plate of reheated food in front of him. "So, today's the big day, huh?"

I nodded, to nervous to say much. I kept rushing up and down the stairs, making sure I hadn't forgotten something or adding something to the trunk.

At 10:00, we left the house. Dad had called a Wizarding taxi and so that's what we arrived at the station in. Dad and the taxi driver talked the entire time about wizarding politics while I stared out the windows, watching as we jumped lanes. We got to the station at 10: 30, leaving us with plenty of time before the train left.

Dad led me to where the border was for the Hogwarts express. I eyed the brick wall shrewdly. Then, looking around, I walked into it, closing my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a cleaner station- it looked almost brand new. There was a bright red train on the tracks, waiting for students to hop on before it took off.

There were some other early birds but I didn't feel like getting on the train quite yet. I let the conductors take my luggage and Sadie, and I stood by my dad while we waited for it to get near the time the train was supposed to leave.

I started getting even more nervous, looking around to see if I would recognize my own brother. Lupin seemed to sympathize with my anxiety. He turned me around so I couldn't see anyone and got on one knee to talk to me. He pulled me into a hug and I hugged him back fiercely.

"Don't worry about Harry, Elizabeth." He whispered in my ear, stilling hugging me. I rested my chin on his shoulder. "Even if you don't see him now or on the train, you'll see him at the sorting ceremony. You'll have plenty of time to get to know each other. You don't have to worry about anything."

"Except grades." I said matter of factly. "Oh and what house I'm going to be sorted into because I'm afraid I won't get into Gryffindor." It was a feeling and as I've said before- my feelings are pretty good.

"Elizabeth, just because you're not in Gryffindor won't mean that you're not my daughter, or that you're not James and Lily's daughter. You'd do wonderfully in Ravenclaw, you're so smart, or Hufflepuff because you're so kind. Heck, Lizzy, even Slytherin-"

"I won't be in Slytherin." I said fiercely. "I'll leave first."

Lupin smiled gently, pulling back, but keeping his hands on my shoulders. "I don't care what house you're in is all I'm saying, okay?"

I nodded, the apprehension and nerves still tingling in my stomach. "I love you dad."

"I love you too sweetheart. Now get on the train so it won't leave without you." Lupin squeezed me tightly again. "Oh, you're growing up so quickly." He almost seemed to fret with the last sentence.

I smiled and grabbed the train handle to climb onto the train. Then there was a flash through my mind, like I was seeing something that wasn't there. A flaming red stone on a stair made of stone. I let go of the handle and took a step back from the train, frowning and slightly apprehensive.

"Elizabeth?" I heard my dad's voice. He sounded a bit worried, "You okay?"

I turned to see him. "Um, yeah, everything's fine." I frowned and turned back to the train and grabbed the handle. Nothing happened. I climbed onto the train, turned and waved to dad, and then hurried through the train to find an empty compartment.

I found an empty one and I went inside and sat down, still frowning. What was that random red stone? It had been glistening like it was on fire.

I pushed it out of my mind fairly quickly however, and pulled out one of my Muggle books. It was a bunch of fairy tales written by the Brothers Grimm.

There was a knock on the compartment door some time later, and I looked up. There was a young girl standing outside it, probably my age. She had bushy brown hair and brown eyes. I eyed her warily.

"May I come in?" She asked in a very posh accent.

"Sure," I said, excited to make my very first friend. If, she was friendly, that is.

She sat down on the seat opposite me. She seemed very nervous as well. She was also already wearing her school robes. I wondered which Hogwarts house symbol would be sewed onto her robes tomorrow morning.

"I don't want to be rude," I asked hesitantly. "Are you a muggle?"

She nodded, "Yes. I was quite excited when I found out about Hogwarts. You must be a pure-blood then?"

"No, half-blood. My dad was a wizard and my mum was a muggle born witch." I said. "But I lived with my adopted dad because they both passed away. My dad's also a Wizard." I didn't mention that he was a werewolf. Werewolves had even more biased hate in the Muggle world.

"I'm Hermione Granger." She said, sticking out a hand.

"Elizabeth Kane," I said, smiling and shaking it. "Welcome to the Wizarding world."

She was the type of girl who, when nervous, started talking as fast as possible. But that was alright, I talked quite fast too- though not when I was nervous. Our conversations were about books, both magical and muggle. She too liked to read and had been top of her class at her Muggle school. We were a perfect match.

"Even if we're not in the same house, we can be study buddies." I said sometime throughout the conversation. Things were going perfectly, just the way that I'd wanted them to go. This was probably my very first friend! "What house do you hope to be in?"

"Either Gryffindor or Ravenclaw." Hermione said rather quickly. I soon realized that Hermione wasn't a girl who talked fast only when she was nervous. She just talked fast- period. She was probably the first person I knew to talk at such a speed. Trang talked much slower because Vietnamese was her first language. Dad didn't talk fast either, perhaps because he didn't feel the need to rush all of his words out. But Hermione and I got our ideas out faster because we talked faster. And the plus was that we completely understood what the other was talking about. "Gryffindor sounds to be the best and of course, Dumbledore himself was in Gryffindor. But Ravenclaw could be a better fit for me, I'm not sure."

I nodded. "Both my dad's and my mum were in Gryffindor, but that doesn't mean anything of course. A family friend of mine, his name was Sirius, he was in Gryffindor even though his entire family was in Slytherin. I could easily end up in another house."

We laughed and talked some more until the compartment door opened again. This time, there was a very large and rather round boy there. He looked rather down. Hermione and I looked up at him.

"Have either of you seen a toad?" He asked gloomily. "I've lost him. His name is Trevor."

"Er- no." I said, exchanging a quick look with Hermione.

"What's your name?" Hermione asked, sounding excited again. I wondered if she'd had many friends outside of Hogwarts. I hadn't. It had been Trang, Kat, and Charis and really, mostly Trang because Kat moved to Germany and Charis was younger than me by a few years.

"Neville. Neville Longbottom." He said. "Well, I guess I should go and look for him in another compartment."

Hermione jumped up. "I'll help you look, that way, we can cover more area together."

I hesitated, the trolley-witch was coming through. "I'll join you guys in a moment, alright? I'm going to buy some food for us first."

Hermione waved, rather excitedly for someone who was going out to find a toad, and followed Neville out.

I bought licorice wands, Sugar Quills, chocolate frogs, and two flasks of pumpkin juice. I left them under my robes and then headed out to go and see if there was a toad in any compartments. 'A toad. Who in their right mind brings a bloody toad to Hogwarts', I thought as I walked down the hallway.

The first compartment I came to had two red head boys in it and an African American boy. The red heads looked like they might be twins.

I knocked lightly on the door. The red headed boys looked up and I saw that they were twins. The African American boy slammed the lid down on his cardboard box. I opened the door a couple of inches.

"Umm, have you seen a toad? A boy name Neville's lost one." I said shyly, looking down at the ground. I had forgotten my glasses but could still make out the lettering on the boy's box. Some sort of Muggle shoe box.

"Nah." One of the twins said. "What's your name? You're one of the first years, right?"

"Yeah, I'm Elizabeth Kane." I said, barely able to meet their curious gaze. "And you?"

"This is George," the second twin said. "And I'm Fred Weasley. That there is our friend Lee Jordan."

"Nice to meet all of you. I suppose I should continue helping Neville look for his toad." I said, blushing as I looked at Fred's face. What a cute guy. I wondered how much older he was then me and then blushed even darker. I hurried away from the compartment and went back to my own. Hermione wasn't back yet.

I closed the shutters for a couple of seconds while I put on my robes and then opened the shutters again.

A couple minutes later, Hermione came back, breathless. "Guess what!" she gushed, as I handed her some pumpkin juice. My mouth was full of chocolate frog so I just shrugged, reaching for my own Pumpkin juice.

"I just met Harry Potter!" She exclaimed.

I choked on my frog. Gasping for breath, I chugged the pumpkin juice, and when my air way was empty I sputtered, "No way! Really?"

"Yes. He has the scar and all. He also had horrible glasses. They were all patched up with tape. I repaired them for him." She said, pleased. "I'm just glad the spell went well."

"You did a charm already?" I asked, surprised and momentarily distracted. I could do multiple charms already-I'd been practicing out of my Charm textbook- but dad had warned me not do any magic outside of Hogwarts. So I didn't do magic. Not when he was around anyways. My self control was very limited.

"Well it was relatively easy." She said, slightly bragging. "and I've been practicing some at home. Can you do magic yet?"

"Yes." I said immediately, not wanting to be shown up by anyone, not even someone that I could possibly consider a friend. I had a rather competitive gene whether in sports or learning and it was this gene that resulted in me having few friends. Apparently I was a know-it-all. Oh well, at least I was going to become something when I grew up. "But dad told me not to do magic outside of Hogwarts. There are wizarding laws and since I'm eleven, I have the trace."

"Oh." Hermione said in surprise. She talked a bit more about Harry while I chewed on a licorice wand. He sounded like a nice boy. He had green eyes she said. 'Green eyes like mum.' I thought. He had glasses. 'Like me' I thought. 'And Dad'. I also wondered if his were for reading only or if he needed them for sight. There was so much I wanted to know. I would be able to ask him soon, I supposed.

The train started to slow down and I got up and stretched. I only had one chocolate frog left and I gave it to Hermione so that she could start a collection. I had a huge collection, about 538 cards at home. That was excluding my duplicates which probably put my collection around 1,254.

"Come on!" Hermione squealed, running down the hallway to exit the train. She was really much more excited than I was. Ridiculous really, but perhaps I was more nervous rather than excited.

"Wait up!" I called out, but others were coming out of their compartments and I fell behind. I shuffled behind the others. Outside the train, I looked around for Hermione. I heard a loud voice saying "Firs' Years! Firs' years over here!"

I followed the voice to a very large looking man. He was much taller than most everyone here, and wider too. Perhaps he was part giant. But he looked kind. I could tell by the eyes. He said something to another student and led the way down to the shore where we were to get into boats. I still couldn't find Hermione so I got into a random boat with some other kids.

The boats started across the water. The two girls in the boat introduced themselves as Parvati and Padma Patil. The boy in the boat introduced himself as Ernie Macmillan.

Ernie leaned forward as we started to go under a rock bridge. "Did you guys know that there's a rumor saying that Harry Potter is on the train?"

Parvati and Padma launched into immediate conversation with Ernie, asking all sorts of questions. His account wasn't as accurate as Hermione's. I wondered, if people knew about me, would they be saying, "Did you hear that Harry and Elizabeth Potter are on the train?" Would they be treating me any differently? That was an uncomfortable question and I was suddenly glad that I was only Elizabeth Kane- at least at the moment. Perhaps I would feel differently later.

I was thinking about a lot of 'perhapses'.

Hogwarts came into view as we rounded the bend, but there were quick flashes in my mind so I didn't see the castle right away. I went ridged, trying to place the images.

There was a man in a purple turban. Then, there was a boy with black hair and a scar on his head diving on a broom. Then, a three-headed dog. There was a tall mirror, and then there was the red stone again, glistening and I saw that the stone wasn't on fire, but that it was reflecting the image of a fire burning from across the room.

The visions faded and I was seeing the Hogwarts castle. I looked around. No one seemed to be seeing any visions. I spotted Hermione in a boat with Neville and two boys. One of them was a boy with black hair who looked something like dad. Harry. I felt my stomach turn with excitement and nerves. He looked around, looked at me for a second, and then looked away. There was no recognition in his eyes. My stomach dropped and I felt like I was going to be sick. My own brother didn't know me.

I felt tears well up in my eyes and I looked away from everyone. What had I expected? I knew that he didn't know I existed. No one except my parents and Sirius and Lupin did. Harry maybe had known at one point, and that was taken away from me because of Voldemort.

I wiped the tears away. I was being ridiculous, utterly ridiculous. Harry would know me soon enough and after all, we had been rather young when we'd been separated. I couldn't say that I remembered him. It was only because I had a picture of my parents and him as a baby. Perhaps he didn't have pictures of us.

The boats pulled up to the shore and I climbed out after the others. I heard the gravel crunch under my feet. I'd always liked that sound. The large man that was leading us looked into all the boats and shouted, "Oy, you there! Is this your toad?"

"Trevor!" Neville cried aloud.

I bit my bottom lip, unable to take my eyes away from Harry. He was talking to a boy our age with red-orange hair. That boy looked something like the twins that I'd seen on the train.

Harry kept pushing his glasses up on his nose, a sign that they were too large for him. Suddenly, self-conscious, I took off my glasses and looked away from him.

There was another flash in my brain, this one was different. I saw the man in the purple turban again but this time, it was the back of him and I felt a searing pain go through on my chest, right where my silver locket hung underneath my clothes. I clapped my hand to my chest, but the pain was already gone and I quickly dropped my hand, hopping that no one had noticed the seemingly random movement.

We stopped walking up the flight of stone steps and we crowded around a huge, front door made of oak.

The large man turned, surveying everyone, "Everyone here? You, there still got yer toad?" And then he turned back around and knocked three times on the large castle doors.

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holeyyweasleyy · 4 months

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#repost #pix #tumblr #mollyweasley #weasleyfamily #lol #funny #joke #meme #billweasley #charlieweasley #percyweasley #fredweasley #georgeweasley #ronaldweasley #ginnyweasley

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metamehta · 1 year

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✨️Fanfiction✨️

At least he has great abs by

Irisen

I've had a lot more free time to read recently (on account of being on a medical leave for two weeks) and it's been nice to catch up on the fanfics I've missed.

Typically, I alternate between heavy and fluffy stories - and when that fails, I take a break from fanfiction. Not so in this case, this fic was such a great way to get a smile in between the depressing books I've been going through recently.

One thing I really enjoyed about this story was how it alternated between different modes of storytelling. Within the same chapter, we would go between Percy's POV but also get the POV from his social media, work day, and the trending topics in his world.

Also! One of the funnier meet-ups between soulmates I've read in fanfiction!

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in-my-zone · 1 year

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Penelope Clearwater (Harry Potter) yes, it's Freya Tingley in a ravenclaw uniform and with blond hair

Penelope Cleawater's backstory: Penelope was a ravenclaw prefect 1991-1993 when at hogwarts. She was the then girlfriend of Percy Weasley. In 1992 she was petrified along with Hermione (fun fact: the mirror Hermione was holding was Penelope's)

#PenelopeClearwater #HarryPotter #Ravenclaw #Percyweasley

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ilonaaaah86 · 1 year

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La famille Weasley🧡

#weasley #arthurweasley #mollyweasley #billweasley #charlieweasley #percyweasley #fredweasley #georgeweasley #ronweasley #ginnyweasley

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justfritz · 3 years

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Not requested⚠

Pairing: Oliver Wood x Reader x Percy Weasley

Warnings: polyamourous relationship, light swearing, mentions of panic attack, large amounts of fluff.

Fem! Reader

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3rd person POV:

Christmas break was right around the corner, which means that most students will be going back to they families to spend the holidays, but as break was quickly approaching, Percy's anxiety was beginning to rise. Percy had promised his boyfriend and girlfriend that they would be able to come and meet his family for Christmas, he however was rather nervous. He hasn't told anyone that he's dating two people at the same time, none of his brothers or sister knew, and if he's being honest with himself, he had no intention of letting them find out. He was nervous. 'What if they don't approve of our relationship and I have to break up with them?' Was his repeated thought, and he knew it was dumb but it still nagged at the back of his mind. He hadn't told his mother that they were all a couple yet, just asked if he could have a few friends over for Christmas. Molly of course was overjoyed at the idea of meeting her son's friends so she said yes immediately. As Percy thought back to how he lied to his mother, he began to panic. How was he going to tell her? What would she say? What would his father say? He sat down on one of the couches in the Gryffindor common room, practically falling into the seat as his mind continued to feed him thoughts of worry.

Oliver, just coming back from quidditch practice, walked through the portrait hole with a skip in his step, still excited about officially meeting his boyfriend's parents. As Oliver walked across the common room to get to his dormitory, he saw Percy in a state of panic. He quickly dropped his broom and ran over to the couch, bending down to his boyfriend who was seated there, and gently cupped his face with his hands. Percy slightly leaned into his touch, closing his eyes and trying to calm down. "Woah woah what's wrong Percy?" He said as he gently brushed his thumb across his lover's face, a gentle gleam in his eye. "What's gotten you so shaken up darlin'? It's okay, I'm right here" Percy just grabbed his boyfriends hand and clutched it in his own, trying to get some kind of comfort. Oliver didn't know what to do, so he sat down beside Percy and pulled him into his chest, mumbling sweet nothings into his ear, trying to calm him down. He didn't know what to do, or if what he was doing was enough.

Laugher was heard moments after. Three voices roaring with laugher, just came through the portrait hole. Soon that laugher died down and footsteps could be heard, with the occasional giggle. Y/n came into Oliver's view, along with Fred and George, two of her best friends. Quickly, Oliver ushered his girlfriend over to the couch. She took one last glance at her friends before walking over to Oliver, with a smile and small wave. That smile quickly faltered however, as she got closer and heard almost silent sobs. Her walk soon turned into a jog, and after that, into a full out run across the common room. She came to a halt when she got to the couch and quickly sat beside Percy, opposite of Oliver, and wrapped her arms around him. Her voice became a whisper, one that barely even Oliver could hear, as she tried to comfort her boyfriend, who was currently in tears.

A few minutes had passed, and the sobs haven't eased up, or shown any signs of stopping soon, so instead, she gently took his chin and lifted his head up to look at her. With her thumb, she brushed away his tears and softly smiled at him. "It's okay m'love, Ollie and I are right here. Would you mind telling us what happened?" Her voice was calm, and gentle. He felt at ease slightly, however his eyes were still spilling over with tears. With a shaky voice, he said something, just above a whisper. "I'm scared you two.." Oliver's eyes widened, and panic was now shooting through his veins. Percy wasn't one to be scared, so what had gotten his so shaken up that he cried? He didn't know what to do, so he let Y/n do the talking and instead, started rubbing shapes into his back slowly, trying to calm his nerves.

A moment of silence, of thought. Y/n's next words where chosen with care, and said very lightly, as not to frighten her lover. "What's wrong darling? What is scaring you?" Her voice, still a simple whisper, made him pause. Her words seeping into his mind. He couldn't lie to them and tell them that he's fine like he usually did, for he had broken down right in front of them both. So, he decided that if he was going to mention his fears, now would be the time. He breathed in, and spoke in a quiet voice. "What are my parents going to think..?" That was all he said, but immediate understanding took over his two lovers, he was scared of his family rejecting his relationship with them. Oliver couldn't help but let a small chuckle slip passed him. Y/n slapped his arm playfully before turning her attention back to the boy she was holding. She sighed, kissed his forehead, and said her next words in a soft tone. "M'love if I know anything about your parents, it's that they are the most loving and accepting people I've ever met, and that no matter what you choose to do later, or who your with, their going to support you, and love you unconditionally. Their going to be so happy that your in a loving relationship, and their going to be so excited to meet us. There's nothing to worry about, because your parents love you, your siblings love you, and Ollie and I love you" Oliver smiled and made Percy turn to look at him, and spoke next. "Percy we have your back, and so will the rest of your family. Your parents aren't going to love you any less just because you have a Ken AND Barbie" y/n giggled quietly, in understanding. Percy seemed a bit confused at what his boyfriend meant by 'Ken and barbie' but listening to them helped him feel better, so he simply smiled weakly at them.

Oliver smiled at his boyfriend and kissed his forehead, happy to have gotten through to him. Y/n smiled at her two boyfriends, feeling very lucky to have them. A few moments passed and Oliver had an idea, so he got off of the couch, picked up his boyfriend bridal style, and pointed to the boy's dormitories with his head, telling his girlfriend to follow after. So she did, she got up off the couch and quickly followed the two upstairs. When she got there, she saw Oliver laying Percy on his bed, then laying beside him, Percy looked over and smiled at you, patting the side of him, oppose Oliver. She giggled and shook her head, before laying down beside him and cuddling into his side, taking a lead out of Oliver's book, who had already done so. The three of them just laid together, talking about everything and nothing. Out of nowhere, Percy speaks up. "I love you two" he said, quietly, seemingly embarrassed. Oliver and y/n looked at each other with a smile and said "we love you too Percy"

#percyweasley #harry potter #oliver wood #weasley family #polyamourous #x reader #hp boys

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always-hinny · 3 years

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Ginny’s brothers

Bill was her hero. Ginny was only a year old when he went to Hogwarts so he missed a lot of Ginny’s early childhood. After Hogwarts he left home to start working so Ginny never saw much of him but she only heard the best about him (Headboy, Curse Breaker, etc.). In the time Bill was back in England they finally spent more time together and Ginny realized that her eldest brother was exactly what she’s been told her whole life; her hero.

Charlie was her inspiration. He was away a lot as well but he was there the first years of her life. He was very good at Quidditch and very brave (I mean excuse me, he worked with dragons) something that really inspired Ginny in her development.

Percy was the one who taught her ambition. Though his nerdiness annoyed her multiple times in her life and it took some fair time for her to forgive him after the war, she admired his ambition. He never gave up, something that Ginny didn’t as well. She fought for a better future, a future with Harry.

Fred and George were her favourite brothers. She only admitteted it to George a month after the war when they were talking about Fred on a hill near the Burrow during sunrise. Fred and George always made her laugh and cheered her up when she was sad (after the chamber of secrets, after her and Harry’s break-up, etc.) and they always let her participate in their pranks. The twins taught her that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel even if it’s a train (they definitely said that exactly at one point in their life).

Ron was the one she cared about the most. Of course, she never admitted it to him but just as much as he cared about her, she cared about him. They were only 17 months apart and shared the same friends. And though Ron annoyed her sooooo many times in her life by beeing overprotective, it showed her that she was important to him. Just as important as he was to her.

Harry was never like a brother to her. Firstly, it would be strange to claim he was like a brother for her regarding to the fact that they (at one point) got married. And secondly, after she came over her crush, they were simply good friends with the potential to become more. Over the years, they got so important for each other that they couldn’t imagine a life without each other. Harry wasn’t her brother; he was her life.

#ginnyweasley #harrypotter #weasleybrothers #billweasley #charlieweasley #percyweasley #fredweasley #georgeweasley #ronweasley #brothers #hinny #siblings

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historicalley-art · 3 years

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The Weasley Siblings 🍃

#historicalley #digitalart #illustration #harrypotterfanart #Ginny Weasley #Ron Weasley #fredandgeorgeweasley #percyweasley #charlieweasley #billweasley

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purplenotpeople · 3 years

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It’s on my view is Molly G. Weasley (Percy’s daughter)

#ginnymollyweasley #audreyravenclaw #percyweasley #ginny weasley #hp #alvosevero #albus severus potter #harry potter and the cursed child #hp text post #beautiful #redhair

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adolescentwithalotoftime · 3 years

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HELP

what would the burrow look like if the weasley's were muggles?

#weasleys #burrow #harry potter #mollyweasley #arthurweasley #weasleykids #ron #charlieweasley #billweasley #percyweasley #fred #george #ginny

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criesindrarry · 4 years

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blue hair is the way to percy weasley's heart

percy hates his red hair. he hates what it represents, he hates how vibrant it is, he hates how it makes him stand out in a crowd. percy weasley does not hate his family, only the fact that his family is poor and red hair had become a "weasley trait". oliver wood had perfectly normal brunette hair. he didnt stand out in a bad way like percy did, so percy took to finding a charm to change his hair color to something more normal. one freezing cold november afternoon he checked out way too many books on transfiguration and took them up to his room to read. oliver was going over a quidditch play book when percy entered the room with more books than he looked capable of carrying, and set them all on his desk. "little light reading, weasley?" the redhead rolled his eyes as he sat and opened the first book. "do you even know how to read, wood?" the brunette chuckled softly as he set the play book aside and walked over to percy to look over his shoulder at the books. "we don't have that much transfiguration homework, holy shit what are you trying to do?" oliver's face was right next to percy's and it caused the weasley to momentarily lose his train of thought. wood smelled like a quidditch pitch, parchment, and chocolate and it took everything in percy to think straight. "i- um- need a color changing charm for my hair." percy's mind was screaming 'anything but the truth! lie to him!" but oliver just felt practically intoxicating and he couldn't think of a lie fast enough. "why? i like your hair." confusion was evident in the other boys voice as he gently ran his fingers through percy's red hair. he told himself it meant nothing, percy told himself to not overreact or do something stupid, but he gently leaned into the other boys touch without meaning to. "its ugly and too weasley, i want to make it brown like yours." he felt no need to lie at this point and honestly he probably would've felt bad if he did lie to the one person he actually enjoyed talking to. "mine is boring and ordinary but if you really wanna change it i know a charm." percy stood up so fast oliver took a few steps back out of pure surprise. "can you do it? can you make it like yours?" he didn't mean to sound so desperate but he really was and even oliver, who was as dense as they come, could tell. "but i like it like this, makes you stand out you know?" the redheads face settled into a frown as he sat back down in his chair. "fine. i'll figure it out myself" oliver sighed as he grabbed his wand from his bed and pointed it at the weasley's hair before muttering "colovaria" and watching the weasley's hair turn dark blue as he stood back up. "there." he said with a smile before he turned his hair the same color. "i said brown, are you color blind?" percy said with annoyance thickly laced in his voice so he could avoid telling oliver he looked beautiful. "its close to brown! brown is boring, we can stand out together." that took a moment to register but once it did percy was a dark red color. "you want to stand out together?" he asked softly and replaced the annoyance in his voice with confusion. "of course! plus blue hair makes you look even more beautiful." percy couldn't believe what he was hearing. "you think i'm beautiful?" he choked out quietly as he felt his hand being taken by the other boy. "you dont think you're beautiful?" the weasley shook his head gently as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "i can't believe oliver wood looks like that and has the audacity to call me beautiful." the taller of the blue haired boys frowned as he entwined their fingers and pulled percy closer to him. "oh shut up, you're more beautiful than i could ever dream of being." percy couldn't believe what he was hearing and his silence seemed to be the right answer because moments later oliver took his other hand and pressed a gentle kiss to his pink lips.

i'm such a whore for perciver leave me alone pls i find them adorable

#perciver #harrypotter #percyweasley #oliverwood #quidditch #theweasleys #weasley

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