5. The Republic Tigers - Fight song

Oliver had tried to understand. He really had, but he couldn’t even follow Percy’s reasoning in some of the most trivial matters on good days, and this was just too much for him to get his head around. Percy, on the other hand, didn’t seem to be able to sympathise with Oliver’s confusion either.
      Oliver had tried to get Percy to talk about it reasonably. Oliver had sat down on the couch in the apartment they’d rented as ‘flatmates’ and dragged Percy with him, explaining as best he could why he felt Percy was making the wrong choices. Percy had been annoyed with him. The Ministry was doing the right thing, Percy had argued. The Minister knew what he was doing, he would have realised if You-Know-Who had come back. The Ministry would protect everyone, the Ministry was better than some infamous teenager and eccentric old man. Basically, Oliver concluded, the Ministry was perfect and the Minister infallible.
      It scared him. It really, really scared him, because he knew the Ministry wasn’t perfect. Far from it, even, but Oliver didn’t seem to be able to get this through to Percy. He was worried sick, and every time he mentioned his discomforts, Percy waved them away, telling Oliver he should have faith in the Ministry. And though Oliver had tried to understand, and tried to talk, he wasn’t sure how much longer he could try to put up with Percy acting this way - and that was by far the worst part of it all.

Het gaat niet allemaal over rozen. (: