Chéri || Fred Weasley

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"I don't ever wanna set foot in St. Mungo's ever again," Maddie groaned as she opened the door to their home after spending three days in the hospital.

"I really missed sleeping in our own bed rather than that thing they call a bed in St. Mungo's," Fred chuckled as he carried both cooing babies inside the house. "Thanks for giving us a ride mate, really appreciate it."

"Anytime," George grinned while he carried the bags inside. "But just out of curiosity, why didn't you just apparate?"

"Because apparating requires focus and after a twelve hour labour and three days of inconsistent sleep with my two little perfect angels, my mind had gone fuzzy so I wasn't going to risk their safety," Maddie shrugged.

"Fair point," Fred and George said in unison.

"I swear to Merlin that if those two kids talk in synchrony like the two of you do, I'm gonna lose my mind," she said through gritted teeth, causing the two of them to laugh.

"Shit," Fred muttered. "I think that Reggie needs a diaper change."

"Do you want me to change him darling?" she asked as they walked upstairs to their room.

"Nonsense love, I'll do it while you get some rest," Fred winked at her.

"Where should I leave the bags?" George questioned after reaching the babies' nursery.

"Just leave them in the hall, I'll ask Kreacher if he can help with laundry later," Maddie yawned. "My body is begging for a shower so I'll go and take a quick one while you change them Freddie."

"It's fine love, take all the time you need," he kissed her cheek and set down Reggie on the changing table while George picked Altair up instead.

"He's so tiny," George giggled and sat on the rocking chair with Altair still in his arms.

"Tell me about it," Fred chuckled and turned his head around to look at Reggie looking up at him with curious eyes. "You two definitely got the Weasley charm, don't you think buddy? Don't tell mummy but those looks you got from me and not from her-"

"Us, mate," George snorted. "We're identical so they also got the looks from me."

"Don't be a wanker," Fred flipped his twin off. "My boys are me through and through, but they did get the eyes from her."

"Please don't cry," George shushed the baby once he saw his little face twisting in discomfort.

"Did you seriously just make my son cry?" Fred scoffed and picked Altair from George's arms, unable to keep his high-pitched cries at bay.

"I didn't do it on purpose git!" George huffed. "He just started crying out of nowhere!"

"Not you too Reg," Fred pleaded when he saw Reggie's bottom lip trembling

"Maybe they just took another shit," George said nervously as he picked a now crying Regulus up.

"I just changed them George-"

"Well babies shit a lot Fred!" George rolled his eyes.

"I know that already," Fred grunted. "Just try burping him and maybe he'll stop-"

"How the fuck do I even do that?" George said loudly as the babies cried louder.

"Stop fucking cussing in front of them!" Fred said frustratedly. "Fuck!"

"You stop fucking cussing!" George protested.

"Maybe the two of you should stop cussing," Maddie chuckled and picked a screaming Reggie from George's arms, pressing him against her chest and sitting down on the rocking chair, extending her free arm so that Fred could place Altair on her chest as well.