Okay guys. This is my first Harry Potter fic. It's my first slash fic. So let me know if I should just stop writing immediately. Also, I've just about finished off a bottle of wine all by myself, so this story might make absolutely no sense. I'm not drinking alone mind you, and I am of age, so no disparaging looks. My friend is on my bed with my laptop also writing Percy/Oliver fan fiction. Felicidad and I should both be studying for finals, but hell no, we're going to write about two men getting it on, something we know absolutely nothing about, being two girls. At least she dates guys. Although I don't know if that makes her more or less reliable a source. She dates guys, but I'm gay. It's a conundrum, an enigma, if you will. Alas, I am tipsy, aren't I?
Anyway, if you can believe it, I don't actually own these characters. Truly, I don't. Quit looking at me like that. I'd tell you if I did.
"Twins invited me to your house for Christmas."
Percy looked up from his Transfiguration text. "What?"
Oliver smiled. "The twins. They invited me to your house for Christmas."
"Really? Why? I thought your parents taking you to Rwanda for the holidays." Percy asked.
"I just got an owl from them. They can't take me. Something about Muggle civil war and gorillas. They think it might be dangerous for me."
"Well, why are they going then?"
"That's where the gorillas come in. Apparently they're helping my Aunt Moira move them to a wizarding preserve. They were going on about some kind of mist." Oliver looked confused for a second. "Anyway, the twins invited me to your house for Christmas."
Percy's face looked as close to excited as it could get without the promise of a test. "Great. It'll be nice to have someone to talk to who isn't completely mad."
Oliver looked pleased. He and Percy were the only boys in Gryffindor in their year. They had shared a single room for the last four years and, contrary to popular belief, were quite good friends. The two couldn't be more different, but for some reason they seemed to complement one another. At least as far as they could tell. Their housemates would be quite a bit more skeptical about that claim. As Percy knew next to nothing about Quidditch and Oliver was less than keen to discuss schoolwork-related things when he didn't have to, they would have assumed the two avoided in-depth discussions whenever possible. However, it can be extremely annoying when people assume you can only comprehend one thing. Oliver appreciated the fact that Percy never assumed he was stupid just because of his prowess at Quidditch, and Percy liked that Oliver was willing to talk to him about something other than Snape's next test. If, occasionally, Percy was expected to hypothesize on new Quidditch strategies that was okay, because Oliver wouldn't study half as much if he didn't live with Percy. So the two compromised and generally enjoyed the results.
"The twins invited you?" asked Percy.
"Yeah. They said that they couldn't have their house team's star player alone all at Christmas."
"Oh," said Percy, "I can see where that would be beyond comprehension. Merlin forbid you are unable to block that one bludger simply because you missed having some figgy pudding in a family atmosphere."
"I don't block bludgers, Percy."
Percy didn't look back up from his book, but he did smile. "I know."
"Anyway, it's gonna be fun. We'll be able to hang out the whole break. I won't have to be up early for practice, and you'll have no excuse to over-study."
"I'll pretend you didn't just make up the concept of over-studying."
Oliver laughed. "Whatever. Still fun."
Percy looked thoughtful. "Not really."
Oliver frowned. "What are you talking about? Don't you want me to come home with you? I don't have to if you don't want me to." He sounded hurt.
Percy looked into his roommate's eyes. "It's not that. It just that the twins invited you. They'll expect you to spend the whole break with them. I don't usually figure into their holiday plans."
"Who cares what plans you figure into? You figure into mine."
Percy and Oliver stared into one another's eyes for a long while.
Finally, turning slightly red, Percy broke the silence. "Well, I'm glad you're coming home with us. But you don't have to spend lots of time with me if you don't want to. I know the twins are more fun than me."
Oliver furrowed his brow. "No, they're not."
Percy looked truly surprised. NOONE had ever said that before. Strangely though, he seemed to mean it.
"Anyway, I'm going down to the Common Room. Want to come?"
Oliver always asked this question and Percy always answered the same way. "That's okay. I'm just going to stay up here and study a bit more."
"Well, I'll be back later. We can talk about the break. Oh, and what I should get your mother for Christmas as a thank you gift. Fred and George suggested sea monkeys, but I'm thinking no."
"Yeah, that's what they gave her last year. You should probably go with something a little more original."
Oliver laughed. Sometimes the twins' logic escaped him. "Sure you don't want to come downstairs. We could play Exploding Snap with Eronia and Deville."
Percy seemed to think it over. "Well . . . no. I don't think so."
Oliver nodded. "Okay. I'll see you later then."