Never Ever Tell Percy that Mr Crouch has Died
Set: summer between third and fourth year, before Harry arrives, at the burrow.
"Morning Mum." George sad cheerfully, sitting down at the table for breakfast. As usual it was very crowded although Arthur was at work.
Mrs Weasley was busy at the stove, while Bill, Charlie, Fred, Ron and Ginny were sitting at the table. They all looked wide awake and had windswept hair.
"Where have you all been?" George asked sitting down between Fred and Charlie.
"Playing quidditch." Charlie answered, grinning at Bill.
"Thanks for the invite it was very kind of you to ask me." George grumbled.
"We did invite you." Bill put in before George could start verbally beating his twin.
"Yeah. You rolled over and called me a git before going back to sleep when I asked you." Fred said, glaring at his twin. "Calling someone a git isn't very nice."
"I'm sure you're get over it." George replied, smirking at his brother. "It can't have hurt you too much."
"I'm hungry." Ron whined as Fred rolled around on the floor, pretending he was in pain.
"You're always hungry Ron." Ginny said, ignoring Fred.
"Oww the pain, it hurts. I'm dying. I leave my…"
Bill rolled his eyes at Charlie. By now they were all used to the twin's silly antics and just ignored them.
"Bacon and eggs coming through." Molly said turning round from the stove with her wand outstretched, balancing a plate of food on the end.
"Thank Merlin." Ron said.
"MERLINS WAND FRED CAN YOU START ACTING YOUR AGE PLEASE BEFORE WE HAVE A MOR SEROUS ACCIDENT" Molly started yelling at her son as she tripped over him and the bacon and eggs went flying.
"Sorry Mum." Fred replied as his brothers burst out in hysterics although Ron was still looking longingly at the ruined food.
Half an hour later they were all relaxing in the garden when George suddenly noticed that Percy was missing.
"Where's Perce?" he asked.
Bill smirked. "Working on something that we all care about so much in his room." He said, his siblings failing to get the sarcasm.
"Bill. We don't care about cauldron bottoms." Fred stated, Charlie, Ron and Ginny nodding along with him.
"Don't we?" George asked.
"No we don't care." Fred said firmly.
"But I do." George whined.
"Don't."
"Do."
"Don't."
"Do."
"FOR HEAVENS SAKE." Percy yelled as his bedroom window flew open and his head appeared. "I'M TRYING TO WORK ON A VERY IMPORTANT REPORT FOR MR CROUCH AND ALL OF YOU ARE MAKING IT IMPOSSIBLE."
"Sorry Perce." Fred said while his siblings tried to contain their laughter.
"Yeah but Percy haven't you heard the bad news yet." George asked, turning round and sending his siblings the look that said this will be funny but go along with what I say.
"No." a very confused Percy said.
"Well Mr Crouch has died."
An hour later Percy came back from the ministry in a very bad mood.
"George Mr Crouch isn't dead. How dare you lie to me and tell me he is. It's not even funny."
"Sorry Percy but I was told he was." He said with a straight face.
"Well I have just been talking to him." He screamed his face going white with anger.
"Are you sure he wasn't a ghost." George double checked.
"What. You little. Arrgh." Percy seethed.
"Yes Perce were you saying anything." George asked.
"Yes I'm telling Mum about what you did to me yesterday."
"What was that Percy, do please enlighten me." George asked, in genuine puzzlement.
"You put fireworks in my work folders."
"Ahh so that was what the noises where. Anyway how do you know that was me?"
"The note you sent with it that said Love from George."
"Good point. Did you like the show?"
Percy stormed out of the room.
"No Perce wait, don't tell Mum."
There was no answering reply.
"Do you think Hogwarts is safe?" George asked his siblings.
"Nah, too close." Fred replied.
"Australia might be." Ginny suggested.
"HE DID WHAT."
"You're too late." Charlie laughed as their mother's footsteps got louder.
"Nooooooooo!"
"Tip for the future George. Never Ever Tell Percy that Mr Crouch is dead." Fred smiled.
So what did you think? It didn't turn out quite as I imagined so please let me know. Was it funny enough? If not can you give suggestions on how to write comedy. I generally write tragedies so I need some help in the comedy department. Thanks to all of you who have reviewed and to all of those who have read this, that's definitely you.
Tac