Responsibilities

Author's Note: this is my first Fred/Angelina fic. I honestly don't know why I'm starting to like this pair, but they're a fun couple and I decided to do this fic for them. It's their seventh year and there will be some other pairings in here.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the characters, but I do own this story. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 4- The start of seventh year

As usual, the Burrow was full of nothing but noise as all the Weasley kids, along with Ron's friends Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, tried to get ready for school. George had already woken up when Fred had got up and showered. When he came out the bathroom, a very groggy Ron was standing at the doorway waiting for him. "Morning Ronnikins. You look absolutely peachy this morning," he said, messing his brother's already sloppy hair. Ron just grumbled and went into the bathroom, slamming the door.

"What's up with Ron?" Fred asked, entering the kitchen. Everyone else seemed to be in a better mood, even Hermione who usually argues with him. She pulled something out of her robe pocket and handed it to Fred.

"Isn't this your perfects badge?" he asked. Hermione shook her head.

"It's Ron. He said it was a punishment." She explained. Harry shook his head, but didn't say anything.

"Ron's been made a perfect!?" announced George in excitement once he had entered the kitchen Mrs. Weasley turned and glared at the twins. Fred knew what that meant and grinned innocently.

"C'mon mum, we weren't gonna tease him. I just want to know how a kid that breaks as many rules as him and gets so many detentions could be named a Perfect." Said Fred innocently.

"he doesn't break the rules unless we need to." Said Hermione sharply.

"Then how do you explain being bitten by a dragon and saying it was a dog bite?" asked George.

"Or almost being killed by a giant chess set." Added Fred.

"Driving a flying car to school

"Or burping up slugs?"

"Or getting his leg broken."

"Ok, we get the point!" announced Harry. "Thing is, they don't go by your school records but your grades. I guess all Hermione's nagging came in handy."

"Speak for yourself." Muttered Ron who had just entered the kitchen. Fred and George grinned at him as he took his place next to Hermione. She handed him his perfects badge, which he put in his pocket and then began prodding his oatmeal.

"Why couldn't harry or Neville or Seamus or Dean been made a perfect?" he asked. Hermione rolled her eyes. Percy came in the kitchen with Charlie and they both grinned at Ron.

"You made Perfect!" said Charlie brightly, causing Hermione to smile at him. "That's probably the best thing there is."

"You get so many better things. Like more access to different rooms and usually more respect." Said Percy.

"And you find out everything before everyone else." Said Charlie brightly. "Like passwords and dances. You could probably even find a hidden wing and take some girl.."

"CHARLES!" snapped their mother. Charlie looked up at her. "Don't fill Ron's mind with those kinds of thoughts. I'm sure when he finds that special some one he'll wait until he's married before doing anything he'll regret." She said.

"I was just saying that they could 'study' together. "

"ENOUGH!" yelled Mrs. Weasley and he obeyed. "You don't want your brother regretting his first time because he listened to you and let curiosity take over do you?"

"What make you think he'd regret it?" Fred accidently blurted out over Ron's grumbling. Everyone now turned their attention on him. Charlie smirked and was about to say something that was sure to get him smacked when Bill and Mr. Weasley entered.

"OK Fred. Are you and some lucky girl already using those abandoned classrooms to your advantage?' Bill asked. Fred went red and Ron snorted into his oatmeal.

"What makes you think Fred would go to that level with some girl. From what I heard Angelina, Alicia and Katie talking about once, you're too afraid you commitment to even do any of that." He informed, waving his spoon around absentmindedly.

"When did she say this?" asked Fred. George looked at him a bit confused. Ron looked at Hermione and shrugged.

"She was going mad because she agreed to go with that Alvin guy to the ball instead of you. And then Alicia said it would be better off since you asked that." Hermione stopped and looked at Mrs. Weasley who was obviously listening. Fred leaned forward, very curious to know. "That girl, Cindy. You know, the one that would sleep with any guy willing to. Well Katie said that you weren't even committed enough to sleep with Cindy and stay with her anyway, so you weren't really worth any of the tears." Hermione explained.

"Oh yeah. I remember that. Then she snapped George for something." Said Harry, putting two fingers up to his forehead as though remembering something. "it was a very interesting conversation. Good thing Hermione went over and talked with them or Angelina would have ringed our necks for ease dropping."

"Yeah, she was in a awful evil mood." Ron leaned forward toward his brother. "I think she might have been having one of those ladies days." He whispered and Hermione shoved him, causing him to fall out of his chair and onto the floor. Everyone began to laugh, except for Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, and Hermione, who were glaring at Ron, and Fred, who was thinking about Angelina at the moment. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Angelina looked around the station for Fred as her parents argued about something, she honestly didn't care much about. She had only spoken to him through owl post, and there were a few things she needed to talk to him about. At least she had already told Alicia and Katie, who were ok with her and Fred not joining them on the train ride to Hogwarts for the first hour at least.

"Oy, Angel eyes!' called Fred, running over to her. She smiled at him. Why did he have to change so much over the summer? She wondered. Her dad came up and put a hand on her shoulder. Fred smiled at him, looking a bit nervous.

"Dad, this is Fred Weasley.And we'll be going." She said, grabbing his hand and pulling him off. Her father called after her and she blew him a kiss n ad continued on the way.

"What's up with you?" Fred asked in confusion as they passed Hermione pulling Ron forward to the perfects' compartment to get their assignments before they'd return to Harry. She seemed pretty happy that he was a perfect, but he looked as though he was dreading it. She looked inside a compartment for anyone and pulled him in, closing the door and pulling him up to her, kissing him deeply.

"My, my Angel eyes. I didn't know you missed me that much." Said Fred when they had broke off. She dropped down in a seat and looked down at her hands then out the window as the train began to move and parents waved good bye. "Hey love. what's wrong?" he asked, sounding very concerned.

"I think you should maybe sit down." Said Angelina. Fred dropped down across from her and stared at her, waiting for her to say something. She reached in her pocket and waited a while before performing a silencing charm on the compartment and a locking charm on the door. Fred grinned at her.

"Being a bit secretive aren't we?" he asked and Angelina looked up at him with a serious expression.

"Fred, this is serious." she stopped, trying to figure out a way to tell this to him After all, he didn't seem like he'd take any news like this with out freaking out. "You remember the night of the spring ball?" she asked. He nodded his head slowly. 'he's so dense." She thought miserably.

"Angelina. are you ok?" Fred asked, his face becoming very serious.

"Fred, I'm.. I'msixmonthspregant." She said quickly. Fred stared at her.

"What?" he asked, not quite getting what she said. She sighed and looked up at him.

"I'm pregnant." She said quietly. Fred stared at her for a while and before she could stop herself, she went into immediate tears, wishing inside that she didn't. Fred reached over and pulled her hands away from her face, smiling brightly at her. He didn't look the least bit worried. In fact, he seemed to be very excited about this news, and it was obvious in his eyes.

"So you're telling me that I'm gonna be a daddy?' he asked, his voice dripping with excitement.

"You mean. you aren't mad?" she asked quietly.

"Why should I be? I mean, it's not like you went off and slept with random guys and you just assume this kid is mine." Angelina stared at him before bursting into tears and throwing her arms around his neck and crying. Fred cupped her chin in his hand and kissed her gently. "Stop crying, eh. We've got a lot to catch up on. Like why can't I tell that you're pregnant?" he said, looking at her belly, which was covered by her robes, She smiled and opened them a bit, lifting the shirt under it a bit, then it was obvious.

"My mum put a charm on all my robes and clothes. No one will be able to tell I'm pregnant. And McGonagall says it would be best anyway."

"Whoa! McGonagall knows about this?" Fred announced. Angelina nodded.

"She wrote a letter telling me I was Quidditch captain this year and my mom wrote back telling her my. condition."

"So you aren't captain anymore?" asked Fred. Angelina smiled.

"Actually, I still am. The baby isn't due until at least November or December, and our first match is February. George is my back up captain and all." She explained. Fred sighed and looked at her belly. He seemed a bit curious.

"So. do you want to feel her move?" Angelina asked. Fred looked up at her a bit shocked. She rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand, placing it on her belly. "You act as though you've never touched me before." She informed him. He saw silent and waited until he finally felt somethingand jumped from the sudden surprise.

"It moved!" he announced excitedly. Angelina smiled and closed her robes back up.

"Funny, she only seems to move when ever I'm hungry. And according to the doctor, I've got a lot to watch out for with being young and a Quidditch player still in school. I may need you guys to test the new keepers for our team." Said Angelina. Fred leaned over and kissed her.

"So. how do you know this kid is a girl exactly?" he asked and Angelina smirked.

"Because, I'm the one that'll be giving birth in two or three months." She answered smartly. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

When they got to the school, Fred spotted Hermione, Ron, and Harry walking with a few of their fifth year friends. As for Angelina, she was just as casual as ever. It must have been because no one could tell she was pregnant and really didn't want to seem too different, aside from the occasional crying and possible mood swings to come. Ron, he noticed, was in a better mood until McGonagall stopped all the Weasley kids, Hermione, Harry, and Angelina. "I would like for you all to accompany me to Dumbledore's office if you please?"