Percy was pretty sure that Hermione was spending her entire life brewing potions.

She insisted that they shouldn't buy the polyjuice potion that they needed, because it's a very hard potion to brew and there are many different places that mistakes can be made, bla, bla, bla…

The potion took a month to brew so Percy spent yet another month wondering around the grounds, swimming in the lake and messing with the giant squid.

He also helped Hagrid with some care of magical creatures about Hippocampi (Hagrid had a brilliant family of Hippocampi living in the black lake.)

But after two lessons McGonagall banned Percy from helping with classes after he offered to teach the third years sword fighting.

(“Percy you can't teach 13 year old children to batter eachother with swords!” She insisted.

“I learnt when I was twelve!” Percy defended.

“Well you're a demigod, these children are not. They're wizards they use wands, not swords!” McGonagall frowned at him, “anyway we try to teach them that the pen is mightier than the sword.”

Percy lifted Riptide in pen form and took the lid off, “but mine is both!”

McGonagall rolled her eyes and walked away leaving Percy laughing to himself in the corridor.)

One day he and Ron were walking the grounds together in between Ron’s classes when Ron told him all about the time that he, Hermione and Harry brewed Polyjuice potion during their second year and broke into the Slytherin common room.

Percy told him some of his stories from his quests. He hadn't really talked to Ron very much before this, and after their show and tell session he decided that he liked Ron.

Percy, Ron and Ginny also had the task of getting the DNA needed for the potion.

“So we need to steal some part of their bodies?” Percy asked, “that's really gross, like even worse than the time that Pelus the dragon almost swallowed me.”

“We just need a hair or something,” Ron explained.

“Okay, but that's not any less gross!”
Ginny got the names of four unspeakables.

(“So what can they do if they can't speak?” Percy frowned.

“They can't speak about their jobs,” Ginny rolled her eyes at him, “no one really knows what goes on in the department of mysteries.”

“I figured that from the name,” Percy rolled his eyes back at her.)

And arranged to give them some puking pasties (when Percy asked what they were Ginny seemed to get slightly sad and didn't answer) so that they would mysteriously not show up to work and leave the space clear for them to get in.

Ron managed to get some robes that the unspeakables wear from a no questions asked favour from his older brother Percy.

(“Hey that's my name!” Percy declared.

“Shut up!” Ginny yelled as she slammed her head against the Griffindor table at breakfast one day)

Ginny got hold of the hairs that they needed. Percy didn't want to ask how she got the hairs. He really didn't want to know.

They decided to do inact the plan the next day.

Ministry break coming right up...
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