We're the Weasleys || Weasley Next Gen

Chapter 49- Freddie's POV

"A howler! On your birthday!" Amar says, clearly done talking about his new theory. He snatches it off the table before I can and rips it open. The letter inside spins around to look at me.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY FREDDIE! IT'S YOUR MUM AND DAD HERE!" Dad's voice rings throughout the whole hall, stopping every conversation.

"AND THEO!"

"AND ANNIE!"

"OH GOD DO I HAVE TO? AND OPHELIA! NOW CAN I GO BACK TO BED? MY HEAD HURTS."

Everyone laughs at the howler but it's not over yet, I know my parents too good for that. "SIXTEEN YEARS AGO WE HAD OUR FIRST CHILD! OUR LITTLE BABY FREDDIE BEAR! AND LOOK AT YOU NOW ALL GROWN UP AND SO HANDSOME!" Mum shouts. I bury my head in my hands, trying to hide the blush on my face.

"MUM AND I ARE SO FUCKING... CAN I SAY FUCKING? SORRY MCGONAGALL! WE ARE SO PROUD OF WHO YOU'VE BECOME DESPITE THE OBVIOUS ANGER ISSUES AND THE FACT THAT YOU STILL SUCK YOUR THUMB WHEN YOU SLEEP!" Dad's voice echoes off the walls, if people weren't laughing before they sure as shit are now.

"HAVE A SPLENDID REST OF THE YEAR! STUDY HARD AND DON'T FORGET YOUR GUMMY VITAMINES!" Mum calls out before the howler spits out a smaller envelope and rips itself up.

"Do you really still suck your thumb?" Amar says once most of the laughter throughout the hall has died off. He's still got a dumbass grin on his face.

"No! Christ I should take his other ear off for that," I mumble, picking up my spoon again.

Louis reaches over the table and puts his hand on mine, "It's okay Freddie bear, this is a safe place."

I pull my hand away and he laughs loudly, "Oh fuck off all of you." I try to sound serious but I can't help but smile. Sure they might be embarrassing as all hell and try their best to make sure that I'm embarrassed in front of the whole damn school, but I'd rather have parents that send me howlers on my birthday than parents who don't send anything at all.

"Christ Weasley, I could listen to your mum's voice all day. Wonder what my name would sound like on her lips." Theobold Floyd says from the far table.

I don't even bother turning around, "And I wonder what your nose breaking under my fist would sound like. Let's see, which one do you think has a higher chance of happening?"

Floyd laughs from behind me, that's when I turn around and punch him square between the eyes. He sort of falls backwards in his seat and into his friend. "Huh, what'd you know?" I say before turning around and looking back at Louis and Amar... and McGonagall. Christ.

"Mister Weasley, don't you already have a detention later this evening?" She says, her lips pressed into a frown.

"Actually, I'm free, how's about I stop by your office around eight?" Louis says, winking at the headmaster.

McGonagall does her best not to laugh, "Fifteen points from Gryffindor for your behaviour Mister Weasley. Be glad it wasn't another detention."

"Oh come on Minnie don't be like that! I'll bring the biscuits if you bring your fine self." Louis says.

"Mister Weasley..." McGonagall says slowly.

"Yes?" Louis and I say at the same time.

McGonagall presses her lips tighter together, "Fred Weasley." McGonagall clarifies.

"You called Minnie darling?" Uncle Fred says popping out from the middle of the table.