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 11

When they arrived outside the Burrow, the younger kids went in first, being greeted with all the most welcome ever heard by Mr. Weasley. Bill went in next and soon Mrs. Weasley went from them to panicking and asking where the twins and Angelina were. Fred looked at Angelina who didn't look up at him. She was looking down at Jackie who was sleeping against her chest. "Maybe I should go in first?" he suggested and she nodded. Fred and George both walked in at the same time. As soon as they walked in, Fred felt as sharp pain in his ear and both he and George yelped. Mrs. Weasley had both twins by the ears and was not smiling. The younger kids, Percy, Bill, and Mr. Weasley was standing in the back, watching in total shock.

"WELL!" she snapped. She obviously didn't have a change in heart about Fred making her a grandmother while he was still and school, and not married at that.

"I'm George!" announced the Weasley twin suddenly and Fred swore under his breath. "I swear mum. This is one of the moments I don't want to be him" Mrs. Weasley released him and her grip on Fred's ear tightened.

"Well Fredrick! Tell me! How could you just go off and do this to your family. DO YOU HAVE ANY CLUE HOW HARD IT IS TO RAISE SIX BOYS!" she screamed at him, twisting his ear with every word. Fred felt as though she was going to tear his ear off.

"Mum, give me a chance to explain."

"NO! Fred you embarrassed the poor girl and our family! Do you know what we got from the Johnson family not too long after your letter? A HOWLER! Said you and Angelina were NOT getting married AND you were cheating on her with some little whore!" Ron, Percy, George, and Bill all cringed. Their mother never really swore around them, or called women anything like that. I'm a grown woman Fredrick, and I refuse to be embarrassed because of my son and his raging hormones!" she screamed at him. "I swear, you must have used one of those damn Wizard Weasley Wheezey's experiments you used on her to get her to sleep with you!"

"Actually, ma'am, it was a perverted poem." Fred admitted. She narrowed her eyes at him and Mr. Weasley cleared his throat, stepping forward.

"Molly, give the boy a chance to explain himself. After all, I'm sure Angelina and he have made up by now. I hope." She narrowed her eyes at her husband and looked at her son, whose face was turning slightly pink from the pain, he was suffering. "Right now, Fred, go ahead and tell your half of the story." Fred stood up straight and was shaking a little as his mother glared up at him and everyone else stared expectantly at him. When he got ready to speak, Charlie entered Angelina and the baby at his side with his cloak wrapped around them.

"Would you believe I found this lovely lady and her baby standing out in the snow!" he said brightly and son his smile faded. "Am I interrupting something?