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You should have died, it should have been you.
“Dad, Dad” Someone whispered, gently touching his father's arm.
Percy Weasley woke up skittishly and sighed before looking at one of his daughters sweetly.
"Another nightmare, right?" Said the girl worried.
Percy Weasley nodded and looked at the time, 4:50 am.
"Don't worry, Molly, I'm fine, go to sleep, it's still very early"
"But dad-" Molly tried to say but Percy cut her off.
"Don't even think of saying anything, to bed now." Percy said.
Percy Weasley watched as her daughter left her room with doubt and closed the door behind her. Percy covered his face with his hands trying not to cry, lately he had that nightmare over and over again.
More than 20 years had passed, and he still hadn't fully gotten over the death of his brother. It had also been more than 20 years since he had not seen his family, nor had he set foot in the magical world.
20 years after his brother's funeral, George told him that he should be dead and not Fred. After that, he disappeared without saying a word and never saw them again, unless the Weasleys Family (without Percy) was in a magazine or because his daughters had told him something about his brothers' children.
Percy unaware of him fell asleep until the sunlight hit his face. Opening his eyes, he got up and that's when he realized that he heard the screams and laughs of his daughters.
Percy laughed, going down the stairs, reaching the kitchen and leaning against the door, watching his daughters trying to make breakfast, according to what Percy saw was that the kitchen was a mess and that it was 10 in the morning and still breakfast did not seem to end.
"I love you guys so much, but let me make breakfast," Percy said, laughing.
Molly and Lucy, his twin daughters, turned to see his father and sighed. They knew that his father had had a bad night and they wanted to surprise him. With a wave of his wand, Percy cleaned up all the mess they had made and then kissed each of them on the head.
“I know what you guys are thinking, I'm fine, it's just been a bad night,” Percy said. “Besides, the one who should take care of you is me, who is your father, not you”
And with that, Percy started making breakfast for the three of them.
"We know..." Lucy tried to say but the owl they had named Ares dropped a letter, rather a magazine.
Molly picked up the magazine strangely, it was very rare for letters or magazines to arrive on sunday, so she thought it would be something very important. Molly read the cover of the magazine and her eyes widened and she dropped the magazine.
"Oh shit"
Lucy looked at her strangely. "Dad, Molly is being weird."
“You are both weird”
"Touche, Dad"
"Lucy, read the magazine." Molly picked the magazine up off the floor and handed it to her sister.
Lucy looked at the cover, then at her sister, then back at the magazine, then at her father.
"Dad?"
"Yes honey"
"This might get ugly " And with that Lucy showed him the magazine.
Hope you like it! Sorry for any grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language!