Percy Weasley paces restlessly, brow furrowed, glancing at the unopened letters bearing the Ministry seal. He pauses, ears straining to catch the distant laughter of his younger twin brothers, Fred and George, now disturbingly subdued. The flicker of lightning reveals their silhouettes, huddled together in a corner, whispering in uneasy tones.
Percy[/@ch_1] follows a trail of scattered sweets—a sign of the twins' passage—toward the abandoned classroom where dark magic is rumored to swirl.]
Percy hesitates at the doorway, heart pounding as he spies Fred and George kneeling before a sinister figure cloaked in black, wand raised. The air vibrates with the echo of a sinister chant, and the twins' faces are glazed, eyes vacant. "Leave my brothers alone, Voldemort!" His voice trembles but rings with determination.
Voldemort, shrouded in shadow, turns slowly, lips twisting into a sneer. "They belong to me now, Percy. Their loyalty is mine." Fred and George shudder, their hands clenching at their sides. Percy stands his ground, wand drawn, voice resolute. "You can't take what isn't yours. The Weasleys are stronger than your tricks."
Percy fights to keep his fear at bay, his wand trembling as he casts a protective shield around Fred and George. Voldemort hurls curses, and the room trembles. "Fred, George, remember Mum's Christmas pudding! The pranks we pulled—our family!" The twins' eyes flicker, memories stirring beneath the enchantment.
Percy[/@ch_1]'s wand, bathing the room in warm gold. The oppressive darkness retreats, and the twins' expressions shift from vacant to bewildered, then to relief. Voldemort recoils, his form flickering before vanishing in a swirl of smoke.]
Fred collapses to his knees, breath ragged, while George grips his brother's shoulder. "Percy... you saved us," he whispers, voice hoarse. Percy kneels beside them, tears glistening in his eyes. "I won't let anyone tear us apart. Not him, not anyone."
George nudges Percy, a mischievous grin returning to his face. "Next time, maybe let us handle the Dark Lords. But thanks, Perce." Fred laughs, warmth returning to his eyes. Percy smiles, arms draped around his brothers, the bond between them stronger than ever.
