[Not pulling any punches here, is she? If they were closer, if she allowed herself to be more honest, if she knew what Percy felt or what he was thinking—she'd tell him her Gryffindor courage slinks away when it shouldn't, too. What else would she call keeping secrets from everyone she loves and trusts? What else would she call being haunted by the fear that she'll be left alone again, so she keeps that distance? No one can be Gryffindor all the time. Not even Weasleys.]
Being alone in the City's a stupid idea. You've got family here, Percy, and a place as safe as Hogwarts. The ticking'll drive you mad and I'm not about to lend my owl to you so you can have some company.
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[Not pulling any punches here, is she? If they were closer, if she allowed herself to be more honest, if she knew what Percy felt or what he was thinking—she'd tell him her Gryffindor courage slinks away when it shouldn't, too. What else would she call keeping secrets from everyone she loves and trusts? What else would she call being haunted by the fear that she'll be left alone again, so she keeps that distance? No one can be Gryffindor all the time. Not even Weasleys.]
Being alone in the City's a stupid idea. You've got family here, Percy, and a place as safe as Hogwarts. The ticking'll drive you mad and I'm not about to lend my owl to you so you can have some company.