Broke'd

Rating: U (as in UNIVERSAL (lawl))

Spoilers: Nope

Genre: fluff/humour/family

Summary: Fred and George broke something of Percy's. Will he forgive them?

Characters: Percy Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley

Pairings: None

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I just like to play with the characters!

A/N: This takes place when Percy is nine and the twins are seven. I know I just did a story about Percy, but I love him and I love the dynamic between him and the twins and it occurred to me after writing "Not a Weasley" that Fred, George and Percy did squabble in the earlier books but they never truly hated each other and I believe Fred and George are very funny, but they don't seem to realise that they can go a bit far sometimes. For Instance in tOotP they argue with Sirius when their dad is injured, saying that Sirius hadn't even bothered risking his neck while their father had or when Ron becomes a prefect they are horrible to him about it. They're caring and loyal but about as tactful as a kick in the balls. That's, of course, why I love them.

Anyway, 'nough rambling…..ON WITH THE STORY!

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Percy brought his bleeding knees up to his chin and let the salty tears roll down his grimy face. His glasses had been broken again and if he didn't find the other frame, neither mother nor father would be able to fix them. He knew it was probably back in the orchard with his siblings and their broomsticks, but Percy was reluctant to leave the tiny, dark broom shed.

A spider crawled over his hand and he watched it scurry across his skin and onto the damp wooden floor.

Stupid Charlie. This was entirely his fault, he was the one that had wanted to practice Quidditch, he knew Fred and George loved playing too and he knew Percy didn't. Yet again the twins had pushed him off his broom and he'd landed in the mud below.

He hated them all. They were mean, dirty, disorganised bullies and there was nothing Percy hated more than disorganisation.

He let out a quiet sob and buried his face in his hands. He couldn't see much, partly because it was dark and partly because without his glasses everything was blurry. The tears didn't help either.

Suddenly the broom shed door swung open and two identical seven year olds stood framed in it.

"There he ith!" cried Fred, pointing excitedly at Percy (The twins had recently lost their two front teeth and were finding it very hard to communicate with anyone excluding each other).

Percy looked up at them owlishly, they were blurry and Percy hoped they weren't laughing at his tear stained face.

"You crying Perthy?"

"No." Percy lied. He couldn't see his brothers' faces but he was pretty sure they didn't believe him.

There was an awkward pause.

"We're thowwy." They said in unison.

"We didn't mean for you to fall off." said Fred, his voice sincere.

"Yeth." agreed George spraying Percy with spit. "T'wath an accthident!"

Percy felt the twins sit down in front of him, he stared dolefully at where he estimated their faces to be.

"I'm not very good at flying." He whispered, hiccoughing.

"No." The twins agreed.

"You good at being referee though!" said George, grinning widely, only making the large gap in his teeth more prominent.

"You're alwayth fairer than Bill." Agreed Fred. "And look, we found a bit of your glatheth!"

He held out the other half of Percy's glasses, clutched in his podgy, rather grubby fist. Percy took it thankfully, but rather gingerly.

"Thank you." He said gruffly, standing up. He saw the two identical blurs scramble to their feet.

"Thokay!" they said simultaneously.

Percy held out his hand as he had seen his father do when thanking a work colleague. The twins however, mistook this as permission to jump on Percy and gave him something between a hug and a rugby tackle resulting on them landing in a scruffy tangle of limbs on the broom shed floor. The twins giggled hysterically.

Percy scrambled up.

"I'm going to find mother." He said. "She'll help me with my glasses." He walked briskly from the shed, trying to hide the grin that was creeping over his features.