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Who: Arthur and Percy Weasley
Where: Budleigh Salterton/A seemingly abandoned cemetary near Dover.
When: 15th-17th August, 2001.
Status: Complete

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Arthur's body had frozen solid, as if he were petrified, and the only sound he could hear other than his son's voice was his own rattling breath. Percy - and Ron, and Ginny - they were all alive. He tried to imagine with Ron hair, but couldn't. If Arthur was honest with himself, it did not surprise him that Percy didn't know where they were. Arthur loved his son more than he loved himself, despite the hurt he had caused the family, but the others had never really felt the same way.

Yet even still, the weight with which his son sighed out his words, and the years of sadness that Arthur could see in his eyes, told him that this was much worse than anything Percy had ever done before. His heart leapt, ready to forgive, but he remained frozen to the spot. If he stepped forward now, if he took the steps towards his son and put his arms around him...

...the man would surely kill him, thinking him some evil apparition. Arthur gritted his teeth in anger as he realised that after coming so far, he did not know what to do. He did not know what to do at all. His son there, the promise of more of his children to see, and Arthur could not move.

He could not even speak.