Percy hasn't written.
He hasn't visited.
I'm worried. I know he's still trying to get over the whole ordeal with Marcus... He just hasn't been the same stuck up Percy I used to know. The Percy I could pick on... I never thought I'd miss the sight of him sitting properly at the breakfast table, polishing his prefect badge... God, I hated it when he did that... I wanted to shove the badge up his nose and yell "Get a life you nerd!"
I would give anything to See him that way again, looking forward to the future and all it held for him. So much potential... So much hope... Back when the worst thing he had to deal with was a B on his potions exam...
He never whines anymore. It kills me inside to see him suffer in silence. Trying to get through this on his own, I guess. He's a good guy, got a real sense of honor about him- He's got more pride than anyone else in the family, but for once... He should just shut down his defenses and talk to us.
If I knew where he was.... I'd tell it to his face. I want to know where he is... Why does this happen? When will it end?
It will end. I promise you.
But for now... I'm troubled... I don't like being in the dark.
-Fred