"It is!" Ron exclaimed, jumping to his feet and running to the other side of the room to open the window and relieve the owl of its letter, "I wonder why Percy’s writing too me," he mused as he wandered back, and it finally clicked for Harry. He felt he couldn’t be blamed for forgetting the owl of his friend's brother. No one had spoken much at all about Percy, and Harry had only technically found out the story from Ginny in harsh whispers as they’d tried to clean the dining room floor at Grimmauld Place. The problem was that he couldn’t quite remember if they’d been as mum on the subject last time as well – he was sure they’d at least had a few discussions at dinner about it. He wasn’t quite sure what he and Draco could have done to make it so that even the Weasley children weren’t talking about their absent brother. He hoped they hadn’t accidentally made the estrangement permanent.