"You boys promise you'll be good?" Molly asked the twins.

"When are we ever not?" Fred shrugged.

Molly sighed,"Percy's looking after you, just to be sure."

"But mum-" George began.

"But nothing." Molly walked towards the door where Ron and Ginny were stood,"Have a good day, you two."

"Bye mum." Ginny waved.

"Bye Ginny, Luna will be waiting outside for you." Molly reminded her.

"Alright. Have fun with dad." Ginny smiled.

Molly smiled as she walked out of the door, Ron heading out to practice on one of their old broomsticks

"I'm going to go check on Erica." Fred tapped his brother's arm before he went to Erica and Ron's room.

Erica was just sat on her bed, quite bored as Fred walked in unannounced.

"Sister, oh sister. Where art thou sister?" Fred hummed.

"I am here, dear brother." Erica played along with his speech.

Fred chuckled and sat down beside her, "Mums gone but Percy's in charge."

"Shame, well, I can take one guess about your plans." Erica smirked.

"Want to join?" He shoved her playfully.

"You bet I do." Erica nodded.

Fred chuckled and got up, "Come on."

Erica smiled and followed her brother into the corridor to Percy's door where George was already waiting.

"Whats the plan, Georgie?" Fred asked.

"Well, I didn't really think of one. Just do what we normally do with him?" George raised a brow.

"Right." Fred nodded before he opened the door.

The room was dark when they entered, usually Percy would be up and doing some sort of work at his desk but... He wasn't.

"Perce?" Fred hummed.

No response. Was he still sleeping?

"Percy." Fred walked over to his bed.

George took one look at the bed,"Okay, he's dead. Does that mean I'm in charge now?"

Fred looked at George before he kicked Percy's bed.

"I'm going to kill you both." Percy mumbled.

"He's not dead. Guess you can't be in charge." Fred fake smiled at George; he wanted to be in charge.

"Now, get out." Percy grumbled, still not moving.

"What's wrong?" George asked.

Erica bent beside him and touched his forehead,"Guys, I think he's sick."

"Am not.." Percy turned away from them.

"I thought the great Percy doesn't get sick?" Fred joked.

"Everyone gets sick, even people as great as Percy." Erica crossed her arms.

"I was joking about the great part, Er." Fred whispered.

"So? I know what I said." Erica told him before leading them out of the room.

"What are we supposed to do?" George asked them.

"Well, we're going to fix him." Erica answered, starting to head downstairs.

"Fix him?" Fred raised a brow, following Erica.

Erica stopped at a cupboard she was too short to reach,"Make him feel better."

"What do you want from here?" George opened the cupboard.

"The medicine in it. We'll probably need something to keep his temperature down, too." Erica told him.

George got the pills, handing to Erica.

"How about an ice pack? Didn't mum buy some for when we get hurt?" Fred suggested.

"Yeah, I know that all to well." Erica sighed.

"What if we made him soup?" George added.

Erica paused,"Do you know how to cook?"

"I'm a better cook than Ron." George pointed.

"Percy will kill us." Fred stated,"Well, if he doesn't die before then.

"..Erica, will you cook the soup?" George looked at his sister.

"Fine, you two make sure he gets his medicine." Erica sighed.

They nodded before they ran upstairs.

"He's not going to want these, is he?" Fred asked, approaching the door.

"Nope but he needs to take them." George sighed.

"We'll make him." Fred nodded, pushing open the door.

"Perce! We have pills." George hummed.

"I don't want them." Percy answered weakly.

"Percy." George spoke sternly.

"You can't make me." Percy muttered.

"Erica can." Fred pointed.

"She wouldn't." Percy answered.

"Care to bet?" Erica asked, holding a bowl.

"See?" George hummed.

"Erica, d-" Percy was interrupted by his coughing.

"B*tch, you're taking the pills." Erica ordered, setting her bowl down.

George sighed and got two of them out, handing them to Erica.

Erica took them and handed Percy a glass of water and the pills,"Take."

"But-" Percy began.

"No." Erica cut him off.

"Erica, I am fine. You all are worrying too much." Percy coughed.

"Look, you either take these or I make you. Those are your options." Erica told him.

Percy waited a second before he held out his hands.

"Thank you." Erica smiled and handed the pills to him.

Percy sighed and took them, taking a drink of water to wash them down.

"See? How easy was that?" Erica asked him.

"Very." Percy rolled his eyes.

"We made you soup, don't die while we're away." Erica sat the bowl on his beside table.

"I wouldn't leave you guys." Percy mumbled and sat up.

Erica gave him one last smile before dragging the twins out if the room.

"Ow, ow." The twins yelped.

"Come on, I'm not pulling that hard." Erica gave them a look.

"You're stronger than you think, Er." Fred sighed.

"I'm not going to kill you." Erica rolled her eyes.

"One day you might." George nodded.

Erica thought for a moment,"If I do, you probably deserved it."

"You couldn't kill me if you tried." Fred hummed.

"I could so." Erica crossed her arms.

"If Percy wasn't so ill, I'd challenge you to a fight." Fred pointed at her.

"I'd win." Erica shrugged.

"Want to go out the back to bet on it?" Fred grinned.

"Obviously." Erica rolled her eyes.

"Great." Fred hummed and ran downstairs.

Erica smirked and chased after him.

"Wh- Oh I'm watching this." George chuckled, following after his siblings.