RP: Closing Up Shop

[bth_verityt]

Title: Closing Up Shop
Date: August 4th, 1998
Time of Day: 9:52 pm
Characters: Percy Weasley, Verity Thruston
Location: Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, Diagon Alley
Status: Semi-Public
Brief Summary: Percy comes around looking for George
Completion: Complete
Warnings: None

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[bth_percyw]

Percy started when he heard the girl's voice, turning to regard her a bit warily as if she was one of the pranks offered at the shop. He adjusted his glasses and composure, nodding to the girl. "Yes, I'm looking for George Weasley." he said, casting another wary glance around the shop, wondering how many of these tricks had been practiced on him before production. He looked back to Verity when he was sure George wasn't in the area. "I'm his older brother, Percy." he added a bit hesitantly, holding out his hand.

[bth_verityt]

So this was the infamous Percy Weasley. The original guinea pig for Fred and George's inventions and family git who had caused the twins's parents so much grief.

Verity shifted the dirty rag to her other hand and gripped his palm with her own, offering a brief shake. He didn't look as bad as George and Fred made him out to be, but then again Percy did have a sort of stiffness to him that Fred once attributed to a "wand" permanently shoved up his arse.

"I'm Verity," she said, releasing his hand and tilting her head to the side, unable to stop studying him. "He's not here at the moment, but the stairs to his flat is just out the door to the left, however I don't believe he's home either."

[bth_percyw]

"I see," Percy answered, wondering vaguely if George had asked the girl to cover for him should any of his family (or perhaps just Percy) come knocking. It was certainly a valiant attempt on George's part - being under the scrutiny of the Weasley family was not something any one man could handle alone for long.

Percy was about to make his exit when the realization hit him - he was a stubborn, intrusive Weasley as well. He could certainly brave this shop for a while longer, even if it was a manifestation of the twin's continuous harassment that often left him ready to hex both their heads off. Percy straightened himself, adjusting his tie and turning resolutely to Verity.

"Is it possible he'll come by later? I have no pressing engagements and can certainly wait." Percy said in business-like manner.

[bth_verityt]

"Ah...I'm not sure." She clutched the rag and struggled to think of the last time she actually saw George at closing. She felt as if Percy were inspecting the shop, his pressed robes and tie neat and orderly. She was a mess, and the store was as well. "We close in about ten minutes...I'm usually the one to lock up the shop."

Percy was glancing around, his eyes curious as he clasped his hands behind his back and walked to the display of love potions. Verity heard him chuckle under his breath and she rounded the counter to join him. "Only sixteen sickles and twenty five knuts if you're interested." She picked up a small tube of pink liquid and smiled at him. "This one is pretty good. They conjured it up last summer. I think they were a bit disappointed you weren't around for them to slip it into your tea."

[bth_percyw]

"I'm sure they found someone else to humiliate." Percy said as he eyed potion, impressed despite himself. The twins were powerful wizards, even if they insisted on wasting their talents on jokes and pranks. His gaze fell to a small bottle and he smiled, plucking the container from the shelf.

"I remember these. They spiked my tea with it the morning of my interview at the Ministry. I had to go in with hair that changed colors every five minutes." Percy said wryly.