Soo idk what to call this type of fanfic but..here it is
Percy and his brother Fred appeared in Harry, Ron, and Hermione’s sight. They were fighting hooded men. Flashes of colored light illuminated the now dark and gloomy hall of Hogwarts. As the person who was fighting Percy retreated quickly, their hood fell down. All of them saw the certain large forehead and pepper hair that only belonged to one person in particular, Pius Thicknesse. The current minister of the Ministry of Magic. Percy shouted out the minster,“Hello minister!” Percy casted a jinx at Thicknesse. Thicknesse dropped his wand instantly, he was clearly in no fit state to fight and was highly uncomfortable, “Did I mention I’m resigning?”
Fred was flabbergasted, Percy? The pompous, uptight, strict, bossy Percy making a joke? He was ecstatic to say the least“You actually are joking, Perce!” Fred hollered to his brother as the death eater he was fighting collapsed, a cloaked heap on the broken stones that made up the floor. “I don’t think I’ve heard you joke since you were-”It all happened so fast that Harry, Ron, and Hermione couldn't process it. All that Harry saw in that split second was Percy pushing Fred out of the way. Why? Harry thought but he shortly knew the answer afterwards. There was a large BANG that pierced through Harry’s ears making him temporarily deaf. Pieces of rock littered the air, the wall exploded. Harry shielded his head with his arms, he didn’t know where the others were or if they were ok.
Cold air now drifted into the wreckage of a corridor. He felt a sharp stone scrape against his forehead leaving a small but long wound. Warm blood was trickling down his forehead but he didnt care at that moment, All he could hear was griefing screams. No no no no no! One of them CAN'T be dead…..right? Harry thought desperately. He climbed out of the wreckage and made it over to the source of the noise, Fred was screaming desperately shaking a certain redheaded man. Harry's breath caught in his throat, the words Fred was saying were,
“NO YOU CAN'T BE DEAD. PLEASE BROTHER DON'T LEAVE ME, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!” Harry felt his stomach twist….Could the dead person be Ron? His best friend for 7 years??, he came closer to the body..He could now identify that it was not ron…which left one Weasley brother that was fighting alongside them..Percy, Percy had saved Fred at the cost of his own life. Ron was crouching beside his dead brother. Percy's eyes were dull and plain. His mouth twisted in a small smile…that only brotherly love could cause.