A/N: Okay, I wrote this in frustration. People kept saying to kill off a different Weasley except Fred -Percy because he was a git, Bill because he was a half werewolf and Ginny because she was a player and so on...
Now, we all know if ANY Weasley died, the whole fanbase would be upset. We love them all, no denying it. So I created a one shot about Percys death in the form of a log.
DEATH #146 - Percy Ignatius Weasley (b. 22 August,1976), accounted by Hermione Granger.
"No ...Percy? Come on now! "Fred shouted from the side hed been pushed to when the pillar fell.
Fred, George, and Ron quickly huddled around him. I could tell Percy wouldnt make it. It was surreal honestly. Before Percy became such a git, he was a bit of a surrogate brother. We were both intelligent and ambitious. We were both the golden children of our family.
Percy grinned weakly as Harry and I joined the circle. "D-damn." Percy muttered.
"What?" Fred asked. Tears were flowing freely now. Even my eyes were starting to cloud.
"Two things. I forgot to find my badges and-" Percy coughed." And forgot to owl another cauldron bottom report."
Percys eyes closed. "Come on, Perce! You can do it! Youre a prefect! And head boy! You just made a joke! Pull through!" The last two words were whispered in unison between the Weasley brothers.
The third Weasley laughed with a shudder in his voice."Thats the first time Ive heard myself joke since..." Percy trailed off as he shut down completely.
There was no denying it. Percy Weasley was gone, nothing but a shell. The ghost of the smallest, pretentious little smile still hung on his face.
"Oh God..." George said, completely breaking down. I put an arm around Ron as he started to tremble. Fred only stared at Percy.
"Mum will kill us. "Fred said, a slight smile creeping on his face. We watched as he reached into his pocket and took out a head boy badge.
"Nicked it from his room." He muttered. Fred pinned it to Percys chest, fixed his tie, straightened his shirt, and smoothed out the robes.
"You know what we could call him now, George? "Fred asked his brother.
"Minister of Magic? "George said quietly.
"Yes. Mr. Minister."
Nobody moved until I said, "We should let Miss Weasley know."
We all nodded. "Expecto Patronum! "
I watched them gallop away -dog, otter, stag, hyena, and coyote. Even though they all looked foolish, I knew they were all bringing sad news.
The news about .
