May 12, 2009 20:00
Death happened to be a perfectly natural occurrence. So why did it upset him so much? Percy looked as the door opened and George came inside, a horrible reminder that he had let his brother die.
“Hey Percy,” George said, taking a seat.
“Yes?” Percy said, laying his pen down, paying rapt attention to him. Bill had told him that he needed to do that when people came to talk to him.
“Uh...Well,” George started. Percy waited, but his brother did not go on. The two sat in a surprisingly comfortable silence.
“I just wanted to say,” Georg carried on, looking more comfortable, “I am sorry about most of the pranks Fred and I pulled on you.”
Percy nodded, “apology accepted,” he couldn't tell whether George was truthful or not, but it made him feel better to know he was not so much of an outcast anymore.
“I'm sorry for being an incompetent brother and a jerk sometimes.” Percy said. George smiled.
“Well, then,” George said standing, “but this does not mean that I'll stop pulling pranks on you, I'll just do it less.”
“Percy nodded, “And I'll still be a jerk sometimes.” he smiled.
Percy felt a sense of satisfaction as George left the room. Things were finally starting to look up.
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