“He did feel rather silly for it. But luckily there was no harm done.” Percy shrugged at the memory of Quin’s shocked face staring at the mess of a caldron smashed into the wall. At least it hadn’t been a window.

The young woman seemed to have grown tired of their task and magically began gathering the books. In Percy’s concern for her he had rather neglected his own wand. He supposed that may have made her life easier if he had remembered it in the first place. The books easily made their way back to the cart in an almost merry line

“It’s quite alright.” He brushed off her concerns of him and frowned. She was still seated on the ground. Knowing his sisters Percy was quite certain it simply was not a thing a young lady did in public - sit on the ground. “Are you sure you are quite alright?” He asked, determining that he would stay to make sure she could stand. She did look quite pale and he wouldn’t want her left alone if she were to pass out!