Chapter 8: Dear ol' Mum

To my mother, Molly Weasley

I bequeath 10 percent of my half of Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.

I also bequeath to her my collection of hand-knitted sweaters embroided with the letter F. May it be known to the best mother in this world, that her gifts were among the most prized possessions I have ever had.


Dear ol' Mum,

I know it's weird to return the gifts that I received back to you in this manner, but these were the most apt bequest I could think of.

Each year, George and I would tease you about how you mixed us up. Even when Georgie and I deliberately tried to confuse you, in the end, I've always received the right sweater. I never wear these a day after the Christmas season. I knew there's too much of a risk of me tearing/dirtying them.

Of course, the fact that they're not exactly the epitome of fashion had absolutely nothing to do with it.

(Just joking, Mum.)

I've remember when I was about five, I've wanted to ask if you charmed these sweaters while knitting. They always made me feel warm, even as an adult. I'm wearing last year's one now. (Don't tell Georgie. He'll tease my ear off me.)

Mum, you are the strictest mother ever. But I don't blame you, seriously. Seven children are more than a handful to handle, and you do a brilliant job. I know you get frustrated when George and I played our pranks to everyone in the family. Remember the one where we charmed the eggs in the kitchen? We were just trying to help though, Mum. We heard from Dad that some Muggles use eggs on their faces to smoothen their complexion. How were we supposed to know they don't just crack the egg and smear it over their face?

I doubt our ear-drums fully recovered from that incident. But I know you love us still.

Mum, I will never be able to say this to you in the face. Like what I wrote to Dad, it's so much easier to write it out rather than to say it out.

Thank you, Mum. For giving birth to me. Thanks for giving me and everyone else equal amounts of love. Thank you for giving us the love that was so surprisingly scarce in this world we live in.

And thank you for giving birth to George.

I hope I can say this to you face to face one day. But since we're on the topic of "just in case" tonight.

I love you, Mum.


Your Son,
Fred.


Author's Note

Wow. Thank you all for your wonderful reviews, suggestions on how to carry this story onwards! To everyone who's asking about reactions of the family members, all I can say is, continue reading. ;)

First of all, I have to announce that this story is reaching its end. Sorry to say I won't be doing Lee, Oliver and any of Fred's friends in this particular story. I can't, for the life of me, create that many prized possessions for Fred. So I'm just going to cover Arthur's and George's before I wrap this story up to go into other projects.

Secondly and I'm very deeply sorry for these but due to school assignments, I don't have time now to reply all your wonderful reviews tonight, but I promise to reply all of them after Arthur's piece tomorrow.

Thanks to all who tooked the extra time to review Fred's bequest to Angelina. I hope you have loved it as much as I did. That is my personal second favourite chapter while writing Fred's will. I had a great time given that the Fred/Angelina story was totally non-existent in the story.

Now, back to the story.

Molly's piece. Short, but I hoped this had been emotional enough to do it justice. Personally, I was a wreck when I wrote this piece, along with Arthur's and George's pieces. Even my mother was rather shocked when she came into my room while I was writing George's. But hey, I've got a pretty cool mother who just caught DH2 for the second time on iMax with me a week back so she totally gets why I was bawling.

But Molly, what would be the one item you would want your mother to have? For Fred, it wasn't much. It wasn't something he had bought for her, but the testiments to the love he received from his mother during his twenty years of life. So, despite the extremely boring and non-creative sweaters, please think of it as Fred bequesting his love towards his mother back to her, after this death.

Once again, thank you all for reading, reviewing.

Signing off
Rainremember