Chain of Drabbles

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Title: Chain of memories? No! Chain of Drabbles!

Pairing for the chapter: Harry/Percy

Warnings: none

Prompt: Lost Journal

The oddest things can approach two or more individuals. In some cases is a shared memory, in others a gift, a party, joining in a school activity, fighting a troll... or simply picking up the wrong book.

"Shit, shit!" Percy Weasley uncharacteristically cursed as he rushed through the halls, his History of Magic NEWT was about to start and he was late! "Shitshitshit!"

Thankfully, it was the last NEWT he would have to take and since Bins couldn't teach if his life depended on it (which, thankfully for all involved, it didn't), the examiners had allowed the students taking the test to consult their own notes. Percy sighed in relief as he patted his traveller's bag. The notebook was inside it, his notes were safe.

Quietly he stepped in the Great Hall, people were still milling about so he wasn't that late, thankfully. Quickly locating his appointed desk, he got out a blank parchment to act as a base, quill, ink and the notebook.

Only... it wasn't the notebook.

His notebook did not have 'HJ's Journal' on the cover.

His notebook did not have messy handwriting and random drawings inside.

His notebook most certainly did not have a detailed account of Harry's adventures with the Philosopher's Stone, the Chamber of Secrets or accounts of Harry's games.

Percy was suddenly taken out of his horror induced stupor as the parchment with the NEWT was shoved in his face.

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Percy walked inside Gryffindor's common room in a daze. He had certainly flunked History, sure it wasn't all that important, but it was still a note that might make a difference in his future career. He swallowed as he watched his youngest brother and his friends studying. Well... the girl was studying, Ron was trying to cajole Harry into a game of chess by the look of things.

Still feeling a bit odd because of the test, he approached the trio, laying a hand on Ron's shoulder to get their attention, "Sorry Ron, I'm stealing Harry here for a bit..." He didn't wait for an answer from his brother, just staring at Harry and then nudging him towards the portrait. Both of them were quiet for a bit, before Percy took out the journal and handed it back.

"I found this in my bag."

Although his face remained stoic, inside he was grinning and laughing like a mad man as he saw the blush spread all over Harry's face, his eyes wide in wonder and a bit of relief.

"Oh! I-I thought I lost it, thanks Percy!"

He remained stoic despite the melt-worthy look Harry was giving him. He could easily picture himself rubbing his hands in glee. Because of the damn notebook he had most certainly got a D in History... of course it was Harry's fault. Therefore Harry had to pay.

Though if the last pages of the journal was any indication, Harry would probably like the sort of punishment he would be dealt with.