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Cundrie bit the top of her quill as she tossed her crumpled parchment paper away. She moved her feet up and down, feeling butterflies in her stomach. Cundrie shook her head as she dipped her quill in ink, determining to write again.

Mother, Father, I have news that I feel I need to let you know. I no longer want to keep you in the dark. I've been unhappy before but knowing this has made me happier than ever and I want to share this with you. I am pansexual bigender. I like girls, only not exclusively as I like people regardless of gender. I am not a boy, I am a girl but I am not just a girl, I'm nonbinary too and I use she/they pronouns, you may refer to me as both your daughter and your child. I don't want to be called 'Percival' anymore, rather 'Cundrie'. I am not sorry for what I am. I love you and I hope this revelation does not change how you view me as your child.

Cundrie reads over the note, reciting it over and over in their head. They even went as far as mouthing each word to practise saying it, they figure giving the note to their parents won't end up well. They may have to explain how their parents should use their new pronouns correctly, which they'll do if it comes down to it. Cundrie hopes that it comes down to it.

Good thing Cundrie is already promoted to Junior Secretary For the Minister, she can get the money for transition herself if she gets disowned. She'll also have to tell her parents that. That she's trans, that she's been promoted in her job, that she's going to start transition, and that she's moving out.

Cundrie opens their bedroom door and steps out of their room. Cundrie placed their hand on the railing of the stairs and descended down the stairs, knowing it's dinnertime. Maybe they should come out all at once, not just to their parents but also their other siblings all at once. Pull out the bandage quick. Cundrie took a seat, not looking at anything else but their empty plate.

"Percy, why don't you eat?" Molly asked. Cundrie looked up, bright blue eyes locked with curious hazel ones. "Aren't you hungry?"

"I actually have something to say to everyone in this table," Cundrie started. Here she goes. She can see Fred and George rolling their eyes already, but she ignored them. "I need to let you know something about me that you previously might not know. I do this because I no longer want to keep you in the dark and I want to let you know about this piece of information about me that are an integral part of my being."

"Can we just get to it?" George cuts. Molly hushed him and Cundrie shifted in their seat.

"Sure-" Cundrie coughed. "I'm pansexual bigender. I like people regardless of gender and I am not a boy."

"You are- what?" Arthur furrowed his brows. "What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm never actually a boy," Cundrie repeated. "I'm a girl but I'm not only a girl, I'm also nonbinary. Hence the identity bigender, I use the pronouns she/they. I also like girls, but I don't like girls exclusively. I like people regardless of gender."

"Percy-"

"I use the name 'Cundrie' now, Mother," Cundrie finished, not looking up. They knew from their mother's voice that she's near to actually crying.

"But Percival-" her mother sobbed. "I can't believe you!"

"It's not the only thing that I'll say today, Mother," Cundrie continued, sighing. She knew this kind of response is to be expected, doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. "I've been promoted as Junior Secretary For Minister of Magic, I will take it. I'm going to start transition, even without your approval."

"Percy-"

"Cundrie," Cundrie cuts her father.

"We need to think about this, no need to take brash decisions," Arthur continued like he'd never been interrupted. "Percy, you're going to butcher your body! Permanently! For what- for attention? Whose attention are you looking for, Percy?"

"Father!" Cundrie hissed. "I'm doing this for attention? Is that what you think? Attention is setting off a stink bomb on Filch or whatever Fred and George has been doing in Hogwarts! This is not a joking matter, this is me!"

"Percy, calm down," Ginny advised.

"I'm your father, don't raise your voice at me!"

"If your debate is 'I'm going to butcher my body', then you are too by being a part of the Order!" Cundrie continued like they've never been interrupted. "What's the bloody difference?!"

"Do not curse at your father, Percival Ignatius!" Arthur glared at his child. No, at this... this abomination in front of him. "You are born a boy. Why would you be born with genitals of a boy if you're not a boy?"

"Merlin's underpants!" Cundrie cursed. "I'm also born with perfect eyesight, now I have to wear glasses! Why do I have to wear glasses if I'm not born with damaged eyesight?"

"Dad," Ron speaks up. "Cundrie has a point, maybe we should hear what she has to say."

"Did anyone in the Ministry teach you this?" Molly asked, ignoring Ron's suggestion. "Arthur, do you know who has our son been hanging out with in the Ministry? Or has it been going since Hogwarts?"

"I knew I'm not straight since 13," Cundrie answered. "But I've finished figuring it out at 16."

Cundrie looks around at their parents, Fred and George, Ron, and Ginny. Cundrie slammed their hand down the table. "Very well, don't even bother looking for me. You've lost a child."

"Percy!"

Cundrie stood up and thundered to the Weasley clock, forcefully pulling the 'Percy' hand off the clock before blasting it. Cundrie ran upstairs to grab her wand and trunk, where she uses magic to quickly pack all her belongings before disapparating out of the house without a second glance.