A little chat}harry

[Percy Ignatius Weasley, Jr.]

Percy didn’t like that Potter was trying to talk to the twins. From what he heard, the guy didn’t give up, no matter how many times they turn him down. They don’t want to talk to him and it was time to leave them alone. That was why he had to call a little meeting with Potter. He needed to leave the family alone, not try to get them to turn sides. It should be the other way around. Everyone should be joining the Gang, not the Army. Percy would consider having Potter as a death eater, as long as he could prove that he was loyal. Persistence was a trait that he admired. He wanted his men to be persistent. Too bad there were some that weren’t. Some were too quick to anger and murder. Albus was one of them. One of these days, he was going to have a talk with him.

He sat at the counter in the hogs head and scrawled a note on a small piece of parchment. It merely said the place and time and then he threatened him. It wasn’t a bad threat. He didn’t say that he would kill him or hurt him. That was Albus’ job and who was he to deny the fun of that to his youngest death eater? Even though Eddie was a death eater now, too, Albus was still the youngest, as he’d been changed in his fifth year or rather, the summer before his fifth year. He would always be the youngest. Percy won’t change anyone younger than sixteen, no matter who they were. Part of that was because Albus asked him not to. Another part was because those younger than sixteen didn’t really know what they wanted and you were a death eater for life. There was no way to get the tattoo off of you. The only way to get out of it was death.

Percy stood up, sent the letter to his uncle and began wiping down counters and tables. It was already fairly close to nine and a lot of the customers were finishing up the shady deals they came there to make. The pub was clearing and he was glad. It meant that there wouldn’t be too many people around to witness him talking to Potter. That was the last thing that he wanted people to see. After finishing up his shift, he sat down in the back and waited for Potter to arrive. Percy didn’t order anything. He refused to ever give this place his money. That and he didn’t want to get sick for drinking out of a dirty gla*s. He folded his arms and watched the door.

[Harry James Potter]

Harry got the note and felt a twinge of uncertainty. He wasn't sure what it was about meeting with Percy Jr. that unsettled him but it did unsettle him. Harry walked down from his office and slolwly out to the open area area where everyone apparated from and to, he apparated to Hogsmeade Village. Harry walked down the road with slow and determined steps, his nerves on edge as well as every sense out listening for him. He was certain that he wasn't going to like what was going on here today.

Harry walked into the Hog's Head, he saw Percy Jr. and walked towards him. He was still wearing the Ministry's Robes and his wands, he had the phoenix one that was his first wand already easy to grab. Harry looked at Percy and waited a moment to see what he was going to do if this was about the twins Harry was going to leave right then and there.

"So what is this for Perce? I really do have to be getting to home, I did work all day and I came here after staying a bit later. If this is about anything to do with the family let's get it over with. I know how much you don't like me and how much you hated your father." He spoke as he looked at the man who had been such a bright boy before Slytherin, Harry sighed as he thought about how that house seemed to twist even the happiest of children into monsters, it angered him to think about that kind of thing.

"Other than why you brought me here how are you and your wife Kylianne right? Doing." Harry asked as he looked around a moment just the same as it was in his fifth year and seventh years. He smiled as he remembered the times he was in here fondly, he knew what he was doing and that meant he needed to get this over with soon.

[Percy Ignatius Weasley, Jr.]

Percy saw his uncle come in and his lips twisted into an evil smile. It was show time. He was going to make this fun. First, he would talk about something else and work up to his kids. He was going to make the guy see who changed his kids. He was going to make his uncle face the truth. “Please, Uncle Harry,” he said, pleasantly, waving a hand at the seats, “don’t call me Perce. I go by Percy. Take a seat. This is going to be a rather pleasant conversation.” He paused, glanced around. “At least for one of us.”

He took out some gold. “Would you like something to drink or eat? My treat. I get discounts for putting up with this hellhole.” He leaned back in his seat and tilted his head, looking at him closely. He really would make a good death eater. It would never happen. He can’t picture Harry turning his back on the order. Well, it could happen. If he hurt Harry and the only way to save him was have him turned into a vampire, yes, he could turn evil. That wasn’t going to happen though. Albus wanted his father died and that would be the guy’s fate. “I just wanted to talk. We don’t chat much. Let me ask you something. What do you think makes a person go bad? Albus was a good kid when he was younger. Suddenly in his third year, he turned. What do you think made him the way he is? Why do you think Alex is that way? Not just them, but all the kids from good families, what turned us bad? Do you know?”

Percy’s smile turned to that of joy when he asked about his wife. He thought about her and the kids they were going to have. The twins that he could teach to be bad and to follow in their footsteps. “Annie. We’re great, very happy. And there’s going to be new editions to this family soon. We’re expecting twins. One of each, I believe. Severus wants me to name the boy off of him. I don’t want to give him a family name, though. I won’t allow my kids to grow up with a disgraced name. Bad enough they’ll have to live with Weasley.” Percy tilted his head again and the smile switched to the same cold, mirthless smile he had on before. “So answer my question. What turns kids from good families evil? I know the answer, but I’m interested in your theory.”

[Harry James Potter]

"Fair enough Percy it is." He answered, as he looked at him something told him he wouldn't like this at all he listened to him, and nodded. "I hope so Percy but I doubt it considering our conflicts." Harry told him he was sure that this was not going to be pleasant for him. He tolerated the boy and grinned a bit, he didn't like where he felt this was going to go but he had to endure it for the sake of keeping his family in one piece.

"No thank you on the food and drink." He said as he looked at Percy he was sure that he wouldn’t like anything that he had to serve. “No we don’t not since you joined the gang and according to some witnesses killed your own father. Severus, as I believe he prefers to go by is someone that by the actions of…” Harry stopped and trailed, “It’s my fault. I did it them, Percy how could I make my own sons choose that path? Is there any redemption for me?” Harry said as he looked in shock at the thought about what he had done to Al then what he had done to Alex, he gulped and looked at Percy again.

“Well congratulations on that note, but I answered that already and I don’t like the answer I came to. I actually hate the answer I came to.” He said as he looked at him horrorstricken, how could do what he had done to his children? He was so stricken that he would seek any method to save face with his children, he only wanted his kids happy and to redeem himself in their eyes. Harry knew now why they wanted him dead, he deserved death.

"Percy, I want to ask. If you know who the Dark Lord is also if you do would he be willing to help me redeem myself with my children. I only want to be close to my sons again, not the enemy they wish dead. I know that I have done wrong, I know now thanks to you why they want me dead. I deserve that after what I did to Albus, please Percy you have to help me." He was begging and looking rather pathetic so for now he lowered his head and began to feel tears forming as he looked at the man before him.

[Percy Ignatius Weasley, Jr.]

Percy smirked at him. He did say it would be pleasant for one them and that one was going to be him, not Harry. He knew that it wouldn’t be pleasant for him. He had a feeling that no talk about the twins was pleasant for Harry. “As I said, it would be pleasant for one of us, not both of us. Of course, it wouldn’t be pleasant for you. This talk will make you face truths that you will not like, I guarantee it.”

He didn’t blame him, not wanting anything. He didn’t even eat here either and he worked here. “I don’t blame you, but this place is a lot cleaner since I started working here. But Dumbledore likes this place a mess.” He smiled when he said that witnesses said he killed his father. He wondered who told him that and why he hadn’t been arrested for that. “Oh, did I?” he said, acting surprised. “I didn’t realize that I did. I didn’t kill anyone, Harry. I’m not a murderer. Who told you that? And if you thought I killed my father, why wasn’t I arrested?” Percy was surprised that he came to that instantly. He was expecting another answer. Maybe this talk wouldn’t be fun for him. “That’s right. Our parents turn us bad. They want us to follow them and this is our chance to make our own name. This is the exception for me, Shane and Autumn. We turned bad because our parents never liked us. Hell, when I was born, my dad wanted to give me up. And the reason I kept the name Percy was because it disgraced him.” Percy leaned back and crossed his arms. “Sev felt the pressure and didn’t like it. It stressed him out. He wanted to be his own person and he didn’t think you would let him. He wants to open up a joke shop, not become an auror. Joining the gang and acting the way he does, it’s his way of showing that he’s his own person. He’s being a rebel, Harry. But I’m calming him down a bit. The kid looks up to me.”

Percy shook his head. “You ruined it. They want nothing to do with you. Sev told me to tell you that you need to leave him and Xander alone. From now on any communications with them should go through me. Now, Harry, is there anything that you want them to know?”