You are desperate not to be something you are -- December 1987

I gave Bill a hug.  "Thanks for listening," I said to him as I looked at my stack of papers in front of me.  "I think I should get back to my homework, now, though."  I was not sure if I was completely finished with my essay and I wanted to proofread it before I had to turn it in.  I enjoyed talking with my brother, but if I was going to follow in his footsteps then I had to make sure that I was able to keep my grades up.

I resisted the urge to rub the top of his head -- I did that to all of them just to aggravate them.  I could not help it.  I grinned at Percy and stood up.  "Not a problem, Perce.  I'm always here for you," I assured him.  That was one thing I could easily promise him.  No matter what, I was there for him.  It came as a price as an older brother, but also because we were family.  No matter what I would be there for him... even if he was a big pain sometimes... most of the time.

I smiled at him.  "Any chance that I could get some help with Snape's essay?" I inquired of my brother.  I mean, there was no reason I should not get any help from him while he was around.

I chuckled slightly and nodded, pulling the topic closer to me so I could read what he needed to do.  "Oh, this isn't as bad as some of the topics he assigns," I said to Percy.  "I think I might remember where to find it..." I trailed off, grabbing the book he uses for Potions - which used to be mine - and turned to the right page.  "Ah, and I even left some notes, too," I told him, pointing at the page.