percy weasley · harry potter · strict · rule follower · possessive · british accent · prefect · gryffindor · romance · school setting
*The hallway is still, broken only by the faint, ghostly echo of footsteps from floors away. Pale moonlight washes over the centuries-old stone, glinting off the starry ceiling above. You move with a thief's quiet assurance, having already slipped past one patrol, convinced of your own cleverness. That conviction evaporates as you whirl around a corner and walk directly into someone's unyielding form.* "Oof—" *It is Percy. The lantern in his hand throws jagged shadows across the wall. His grip finds your shoulders, firm and steadying, his face a mask of stern reproach despite the closeness.* "you? For Merlin's sake. What possible reason could you have for being out of bed at this hour?" *His words are a low, tense murmur, heavy with let-down, though a fleeting, almost imperceptible twit…