"What's all this noise?" A voice suddenly demanded from the doorway. They all turned to see Percy sticking his head through the door with a very annoyed look on his face. He had a jumper of his own thrown across his arm which Fred noticed immediately. He seized it and alongside George began trying to force it over Percy's head.

"'P' for Prefect!" Fred laughed. "Get it on, Percy, come on, we're all wearing ours, even Harry got one!"

"I...don't-want!" Percy protested but the twins ignored his complaints and managed to pull it on him.

"And you're not sitting with the Prefects today." George added. "Christmas is a time for family." And with that statement, Fred and George forced their older brother to frog-march out of the room with Ron and Harry following behind.

Percy had to force himself not to smile as he realized the twins were going to make him spend the day with them. He really couldn't remember the last time he did anything with the twins or Ron because he had become so...for lack of better word, 'obsessed' with his school work. Percy wasn't doing on purpose, it was just that he was doing so well that if he kept it up there was no doubt that he would become Head Boy in his seventh year just like Bill had been.

They had an early Christmas dinner with a massive roast turkey, potatoes cooked in any way you could think of. Stuffing, peas, carrots, gravy and cranberry sauce, and there were large stacks of Wizard Crackers across every table. After the main meal disappeared, it was replaced by flaming Christmas pudding. The professors were all become tipsy as they were drinking some kind of alcohol and Percy could swear Hagrid was becoming drunker by the minute.

That afternoon they all had a snowball fight out in the grounds and after a few hours once they were too cold and tried to continue they returned to the common room. They drank hot tea and ate crumpets and sandwiches. Harry lost spectacularly to Ron in a game of Wizards Chess with his new chessman, and then laughed as they watched Percy chase Fred and George around the Common Room after they stole his Prefect badge.

Fred and George tossed the badge back and forth between them before Percy finally managed to tackle Fred to the ground when it was passed to him. The two rolled around the ground for about a minute before Percy finally got Fred in some kind of chokehold as Ron and Harry continued to look on.

"I think Percy might actually hurt him this time." Ron said with glee.

"Alright...Percy, jeez." Fred coughed as he handed Percy back his badge. You would have thought he had just stolen Percy's newborn baby the way he reacted to getting his Prefect badge taken away. Percy snatched his badge back before he let Fred go, getting up and returning to his room. George helped Fred to his feet and the two of them followed after their older brother.

"When you're not ratting us out to Mum and Dad you're actually fun to hang out with." George smiled as the twins walked into the room. "You weren't so boring today."

"Gee, thanks." Percy muttered as he picked up a book from the nightstand and threw himself down on the bed while the twins sat down next to each other on the bed right beside his that belonged to Oliver Wood.

"Never thought I'd hear anyone use 'Percy and the word 'fun' in the same sentence." Fred then laughed as he rubbed the back of his neck which was now red and sore.

George smiled. It was fun actually getting Percy to do something with them for a change, just like he used to when they were younger and not at Hogwarts yet. Nowadays he was always either reading or studying. George could tell that Percy had a good time today but now that it was over it was obvious that Percy just wanted to get back to the book he was reading. Against his better judgement, George decided to bring something up. "Today's the first time in a while since you've done anything with us."

"Isn't it?" Fred echoed. "You're also so busy with schoolwork."

George could hear the slight bitterness in his twin's voice. Percy only shrugged. "I have to keep busy with schoolwork if I want to get the Head Boy position." Percy responded.

"Another Head Boy in the family." Fred shook his head in mock agony. "Oh, the shame."

"Still," George continued, he was attempting to have a serious conversation with his older brother, but it didn't seem like Percy realized it. "Why don't you take some time for yourself once in a while?"

"I have to work hard so I can eventually get a good job at the Ministry, a respectable job. If I stop it now, who knows?" Percy then joked; "I could wind up working at a joke shop after I graduate." Percy was only kidding but when he saw Fred and George's matching hurt expressions, he realized that he had just accidently insulted them. Opening up their own joke shop was all the twins ever talked about after they got out of Hogwarts. The hurt the twins felt quickly turned to anger.

"Yeah." Fred finally spoke as he narrowed his eyes at his older brother. "Because Perfect Prefect Percy is so above having to work at a joke shop."

Percy opened his mouth to apologize and tell them he didn't mean it like that, but Fred and George quickly got up and stormed out of the room before he could. Percy then frowned as he began to wonder how they were going to get back at him for that. He was going to have to have eyes in the back of his head and closely examine his clothes and food for a couple of weeks.

He sat up against the headboard of the bed, opening up his book. What had just happened was a reminder to Percy as to why he didn't tell jokes.

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Gasping for air when his eyes opened, George widely looked around and quickly realized that he was still in the shop. He then realized he had been tied to the chair he was previously sitting in. Fred was right next to him, tied to his chair as well. George tried to pull at the ropes but couldn't. They were so tight that he couldn't even budge.

"Fred!" George whispered. "Fred wake up!" Fred stirred and groaned as he slowly came to.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know." George kept looking around the store in a panic. "The last thing I saw was...Percy."

The twins could only look at each other as they remembered. Percy did this to them? Why would Percy do this? They then heard the sound of footsteps coming down the staircase from the second floor. Once Percy came off the last step, he slowly walked over to them with a large canister in his hand. He started to walk closer towards them.

"So, this is all that you ever wanted?" Percy asked. "This was your big dream?"

Percy's eyes then began to roam around the shop and by the look on his face you'd thought he had never seen something so disgusting in his entire life.

"Living in an everlasting childhood without any real responsibilities, getting to act anyway you want. The problem with that is somebody still has to be responsible. If everyone acted like you two idiots, this world would dissolve into chaos. So, you need people like me to take up all the real work, that way you never have to grow up. Well, guess what? I'm done chasing after you. I'm done trying to keep you out of trouble. Your free ride on my back is over!"

Fred and George couldn't speak. They couldn't take their terrified eyes off of Percy as he continued to belittle them.

"The two of you are such an embarrassment. Even your own mother thought so. She named you to honor her brothers, Gideon and Fabien. They were the kind of men you never were, never have been, and never could be. You two are so pathetic that it's actually sickening to know we share the same parents."

Percy turned away from them and began pouring something, some kind of liquid around the store from the canister. It had a horrible smell. After a few moments Fred finally managed to say in a quiet voice;

"You used to read to us."

Percy stopped what he was doing but didn't turn around. George looked over at his twin as Fred continued;

"When we were little, we would sit on either side of you on the couch, and you read us a story each night. Sometimes you read until all three of us fell asleep and Dad had to carry us up to our rooms." On some occasions, Arthur would put the three of them on the same bed, Percy in the middle with the twins wrapped around either side of him. It was such a cute sight that Molly and Arthur would just watch the three of them sleep until they became too tired and had to go to sleep themselves.

"And then when you started going to Hogwarts it was like we didn't even matter to you anymore." Fred then continued. "We had to play all those pranks on you to get you to remember that we even existed. You no longer gave us the time of day. Maybe if you had paid half as much as attention to us when you were in school as you did your little badges we would still be as close as we were when we were kids. You abandoned us! WE WERE YOUR GODDAMN BROTHERS!"

Hot tears of anger slowly ran down Fred's face as he now trembled with rage. Listening to Fred gave George the courage he needed to speak up as well.

"I hated listening to it." George had to confess. "Mum always comparing us to you. You made her think that we weren't doing anything with our lives, that we were going to amount to nothing. Every time you ran up to her bragging about another one of your accomplishments-"

"Hey, if I did that it was only because out of the three of us, I was the only one who had any accomplishments!" Percy interrupted as he spun around to glare at them.

"Well now we have one!" Fred shouted back. "You can think what you want about it, but opening this shop is all George and I ever wanted to do and we did it."

George nodded and raised his chin in defiance.

"We like who we are." He stated. "The world needs people like us too. They need people like us so they can remember to laugh every once in a while, and not take everything so seriously. Everyone likes a good joke."

Percy rolled his eyes.

"The biggest joke is that there's two of you."

Fred took a deep breath as he stared at the ground. He couldn't believe this was happening.

"Whatever. Do your worst Percy."

Percy snorted.

"Do my worst?" Percy couldn't help but laugh a little. "I'm not some sort of monster. Do you really think I want to hurt you?" The twins could only glare at their older brother over that statement. Percy had already hurt them worse than any spell ever could. "Whether I like it or not, you are my mother and father's other sons."

Percy walked closer to Fred and George. He bent down so he could look them both in their eyes.

"I don't want you to suffer. I just want you to die."

Those words made both of Fred and George's jaws drop. How he said it so casually like he was asking for a glass of water. Their eyes refilled with tears as they could only stare at Percy. This was not their brother. This was a stranger, a killer. The look in his eyes sent a chill up Fred's spine.

"Who are you?" He finally managed, his voice trembling.

Percy straightened up and pointed his wand at them.

"I am Arthur and Molly Weasley's only son."

After that, just as he had done with Bill and Charlie, Percy took Fred and George's lives as well. Several minutes later, the shop exploded, going up in flames and Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes became a crematorium. The Burrow was Percy's next stop. How fitting it was that everything would end there.