[HP Fred] I was the school belle at Hogwarts

A week after Sigrid gave birth, husband Fred was allowed to visit.

When I first saw my wife, she was exactly as I remembered, flawless and completely unlike a mother who had given birth to a baby.

Fred kissed her forehead with a look of amazement: "My dear, you are so beautiful!"

He is not the one who pretends to be "monitoring" his wife's every move through the guardian angel these past few months.

Fred accompanied Sigrid as they welcomed waves of visiting guests, listening to them repeating over and over again:

"Tsk tsk, who believes you just gave birth to a baby a week ago????"

"Oh my God, you look nothing like a mother!"

"Baby, you are more feminine now than before~"

Sigrid smiled implicitly, feeling happy in her heart!

She also discovered that she should be more plump, and she is much more satisfied with her current figure than before. Thanks to her "postpartum repair" potion, not only did she recover very quickly, but it also eliminated a lot of bacteria and dirt in her body. After it was expelled, the skin was even more delicate than before, even comparable to her baby's.

By the time the guests came to visit one after another, another week had passed.

"There are always people visiting me when I stay at home every day. I should have listened to Lindsay and live directly in a Muggle confinement center." Sigrid, who had fully recovered, was satisfied with her good figure in the full-length mirror and complained to her husband. .

"..." Fred withdrew his fiery gaze and nodded obediently.

"Why are you dazed? Where is our sleepy?"

"Oh, oh, of course Sleepy is sleeping! I'm going to hug him." Fred quickly picked up his very worry-free son.

Sigrid took a closer look and said, "It's indeed my sleepy. She's so sleepy! I'd better go to St. Mungo's and see her before I feel at ease."

The new parents gave their baby a full body check-up, and after confirming that it was really just a snooze, they felt relieved and went home with their baby in their arms.

Three months later, the wrinkled little dumpling of flesh finally grew. The little face followed her mother's, and she was so delicate that she had a pair of round dark green eyes. If it weren't for the extra flesh, she would look the same. Exquisite little princess.

Sigrid looked at the baby in her arms, always feeling that something was wrong, until her eyes fell on the red hair that was even brighter than Fred's.

When Fred came home from get off work that day, he stared blankly at Sleepy sleeping soundly, feeling aggrieved...

"Dear, what's wrong?" Sigrid hugged him from behind and asked knowingly.

Fred let go of her hand and complained humbly: "You are satisfied, now my son doesn't look like me at all!"

Sigrid looked at Sleepy, whose hair she had dyed black, and replied seriously: "How is that possible? His gender is like yours~"

Fred gave up completely and shrugged his head.

"Ha, don't be angry. When it grows back, it will still have red hair..." Sigrid explained in a low voice while suppressing a laugh.

When Master Sleepy was six months old, Fred thought he should be renamed Owl (owl). He cried to his mother every night and had to be fed by his own mother to feed him milk, which seriously affected the couple's sleep quality.

Fred, who felt sorry for his wife, took the initiative to take on the task of feeding the baby in the middle of the night. He hung a milk bottle on his chest, put on his wife's same nightgown, and put on a wig, hoping to deceive the little kid who was less than one year old. .

Unfortunately, Sleepy was very smart and responded to the pacifier extended by the "fake mother" without any pretense. She pouted her mouth and hummed, but this rubbed the sleepy Fred so hard that he had no choice but to forcefully push the pacifier into his mouth.

Sleepy sucked the pacifier in aggrieved manner, and waited for the "fake mother" to close his eyes before viciously biting his left breast.

"Ouch--" A howl echoed in the villa late at night, and Fred almost threw the soft, smelly thing in his hand.

Looking at his bleeding wound from his collar, Fred took a deep breath and muttered in his heart, "My dear, my dear..."

Looking at the bear son who had closed his eyes again and sucked the pacifier, Fred couldn't help but want to pinch his cheek and teach him a lesson.

He stretched out his hands, but he couldn't bear to look at the little face that was exactly the same as his wife's, so he grabbed his little red hair and pulled it: "It's amazing to have baby teeth! I will teach you the rules when you are weaned!"

When Mr. Sleepy was nine months old, he was already a leader among reptiles and was very agile. He finally had the initiative to compete with his father for mommy's favor.

At the head of the bed, Fred was holding his wife in his arms and playing a newly invented little game together. The corner of his eye fell on the little kid at the end of the bed who was eager to try. When he tried to climb onto Mommy's lap, he raised his big feet and pulled the little kid over. Push aside.

Seeing him staring at him, Fred became even more proud.

"Daughter-in-law, I want a kiss~"

Sigrid tilted her head and gave him a kiss, her eyes still focused on the game.

Fred didn't care and secretly made a "victory" gesture to the little kid.

This made Mr. Sleepy so angry that he crawled around at the end of the bed. He raised his fleshy butt, tested his short legs and fat feet for a long time, and finally landed safely.

Without the annoying brat, Fred can safely maintain a relationship with his wife, and they are so affectionate, as if they have returned to the days without sleepy.

Before Fred could be proud, Master Sleepy actually crawled out from under the bed, holding a toilet seat in his hand and crying.

The cry of her precious son finally brought back Sigrid's maternal nature, and she quickly followed the sound to find her son.

When she saw her son's appearance clearly, Sigrid could no longer suppress her temper.

Fred swallowed deeply with his Adam's apple, trying to explain something.

When he got married, he promised that he would never hang the toilet seat at home...but he just put it under the bed? ? ? ? ? ?

My wife didn't give him a chance, she picked up Sleepy, took the toilet seat out of his hand, and put it hard around Fred's neck.

"Fred, get out of here with your toilet seat on!"

Just like that, Sleepy, who stayed obediently in his mother's arms and twirled his fingers, stretched out his other little fat paw to say goodbye to Fred.

On Master Sleepy's first birthday, he was forcibly weaned. Along with the weaning, he was deprived of the right to sleep with his mother.

"One year old is a big baby, you have to sleep by yourself!" The restless and kind-hearted bad man said to him, and Sleepy turned his head to ignore him.

When Mommy appeared, Sleepy crawled on the crib and looked at Mommy pitifully. Unfortunately, Mommy just hugged him, gave him a kiss on the cheek and put him back on the bed.

Sleepy glared at the bad man with his round eyes, taking revenge on him.

Fred was very satisfied that his wife decided to let his son learn to be independent in advance even though he was reluctant to leave. He patted the bed next to him and said, "Here, I'll cut your toenails."

Seeing Fred getting ready, Sigrid put down the magazine in her hand, wickedly stretched her foot forward, and kicked Fred in the face.

"Giggle..." Sleepy clapped his hands inappropriately and laughed.

Fred said nothing, carefully holding the opponent's white and delicate feet with his big palm, lowering his head, and his handsome profile became gentle, with a trance-like mature aura.

For a moment, the only sounds in the air were the turning of book pages and the faint sound of nail clippers.

The heat from the fingertips came from between the toes. Even without looking down, Sigrid could imagine that each toe was carefully trimmed into a smooth and full arc shape, and the man was blowing air gently with his mouth, feeling slightly itchy. The strong wind blew away the tiny nails that might have stung her, and also caused ripples in her heart...

This kind of thoughtful care in small things should be the so-called pampering, right?

After five years of marriage, Sigrid is still held in the palm of her hand like a baby, covering her raised lips with a magazine~

In the blink of an eye, Master Sleepy turned two years old. In Fred's words: he was a giant baby one year older than a one-year-old baby.

On the second day of his birthday, the cruel Fred was thrown into the single room next door. He called it the perfect birthday gift from his father who loved him.

Even though the decoration is extremely luxurious and there are all the toys for the age group, sleepy is still very dissatisfied.

"I hate you, Fred!" Sleepy shouted angrily as his father closed the door.

Fred opened the door again and stuck his head in: "What a coincidence, I hate you too, owl."

"Bang——" The door was forcefully closed again.

This child was simply born to collect debts. He just clings to his mother every day to distract her attention. He always disturbs their married life without blinking an eye. After his little mouth can talk, he starts to accuse him of blackmail, but from the beginning to the end Don't call him "Dad."

He was either "Hey" or "Fred" every day. He was so rude and even more difficult to handle than Ronnie when he was a kid.

Fred regretted countless times that Sleepy did not have twin brothers like himself and George to teach him love.

Three-year-old Mr. Sleepy is in kindergarten class. Under the influence of his mother, he begins to awaken his male aesthetics and dresses up like a peacock every day.

Fred couldn't help but complain: "You go through the city like this every day, won't you get beaten?"

Sleepy just thought he was jealous: "What do you know, I'm a garden grass. There are several sisters chasing after me, and the girl I like even allows me to kiss her."

"What? So great?" Fred became interested and teased with a wink.

Before he could ask for details, he was slapped on the back of the head.

"Sleepy, I taught you not to kiss other little girls!"

Sleepy stuck out her tongue, "But she is my girlfriend~ Boyfriends can kiss their girlfriends, just like Mommy and Fred."

Sigrid shook her head and sighed, "Fred, as a father, you should teach him how to be a little gentleman."

Fred said hello repeatedly to his wife's back, and after she left, he raised his fingers to motion for him to come closer, and asked in a low voice: "Tell daddy, whose daughter is this? Is she pretty?"

Sleepy took out the treasured group photo from his pocket and showed it to Fred.

In the photo, his son is seriously braiding the hair of a little girl who is half a head taller than him.

"My hair is sparse and white, like an old lady's."

"Fred, that's silver!!"

"Hey, these eyes are dull and lifeless, and they don't look very smart."

"Fred, she's first in the class."

sleepy's retort was ignored.

After looking at it for a long time, Fred concluded with a disappointed look on his face: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, your vision is not very good!"

"You have bad taste!!!!" Sleepy shouted angrily, but his father immediately covered his mouth.

"Shh-" Fred glanced upstairs before letting go of his son, "If you want to be beaten, don't involve me. If you say I have bad taste, you are questioning your mother's beauty!"

"That's because Mommy has bad taste..." sleepy corrected in a low voice.

Fred grabbed his hair, "Unfilial son, where would you be without me?"

The four-year-old Master Sleepy is handsome, articulate, and a well-known gentleman of his age.

Today, the young master, who was incompatible with his father, uncharacteristically surrendered to Fred because he wanted something from him.

Fred was proud and sat back on the sofa comfortably, leisurely.

"Tell me, what trouble did you get into?"

Sleepy's eyes rolled around, "Today the teacher took us to pick herbs, and a little brother snatched the mushrooms I picked and ate them for fear of being discovered by the teacher..."

sleepy squeezed out a few tears.

"Go on." Fred urged enthusiastically, unmoved.

"He was hospitalized right after eating. The teacher asked me to apologize."

Fred finally understood why his son was so vicious when he tricked his annoying classmates into eating poisonous mushrooms at a young age.

"Okay, just scream!" Fred nodded.

"What's it called???" Sleepy looked confused.

"Call me daddy! If I weren't your daddy, I would show off my face and accompany you to apologize?"

Sleepy endured the humiliation and let Fred feel proud first: "Daddy..."

"Okay, good boy~" Fred stroked his curly hair and sat on his arm with one hand.

Because of "Daddy", Fred went to the hospital with gifts and naughty children to apologize.

When I opened the door, I realized it was an acquaintance...

"Mr. Longbottom? And Mrs. Longbottom? Good afternoon!" He's actually Neville's son? Is he already married? His wife should be Ginny's good friend... You can't blame him for not knowing that his junior classmate is married. After all, a man with a successful career and a happy family is indeed very busy, either at work or with his wife...

Fred glanced at the lady with silver-haired shawl next to him and politely looked away, shaking hands with Neville. They were both acquaintances and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

"Sleepy, go apologize to my little brother." Fred pushed his son forward.

On the hospital bed, a child was walking around on all fours like a small animal, turning a blind eye to the little boy standing in front of the bed.

Sleepy struggled to climb onto the bed: "I'm sorry, brother Frank!"

"Meow--woo" the quiet little boy suddenly let out a harsh cat meow.

Sleepy was so scared that he jumped down quickly.

"You may have stepped on his tail..." Luna showed a wry smile.

The scene was embarrassing... Fred was confused. What did his son eat?

"Frank thought he was an abandoned kitten," Luna explained. "The doctor said it might last a week."

Fred scolded his unfilial son a hundred times in his heart, feeling that it was a waste to just let him call him "Daddy".

"I'm sorry. I'll bear Frank's medical bills."

Neville smiled shyly: "No need, accidents are inevitable when children are playing."

When he was about to leave, Fred apologized sincerely again: "I'm really sorry, my sleepy is not very smart~ I must educate him well so that he doesn't eat messy food for his good friends."

After the father and son left, Neville and Luna looked at each other with helpless expressions.

Heredity is so powerful...

As Christmas approaches in London, fluffy snowflakes begin to fall, and the entire Diagon Alley is shrouded in gauze.

Fred looked at Sleepy walking in front and asked unhappily: "Sleepy, call me daddy again."

Sleepy didn’t even look back: “What a beautiful thought!”

"Tell mommy if you don't call me," Fred smiled evilly: "By then, you won't be the most popular man in this family that mommy likes."

"Don't try to trick me into calling you daddy." Sleepy's short legs rushed out and hugged the long legs standing at the door of the trick shop: "Dad George, I miss you so much!"

Fred stood there and muttered softly: "What an unfilial son."

George picked up the pendant on his leg, raised it above his head and bumped it, "Wow, our Daredevil has grown taller!"

"Hi, George!" Fred greeted weakly, not forgetting to give the unfilial son a headache on the back of his head as he passed by.

"Ah!" Sleepy covered the back of his head and acted coquettishly in George's arms, "Dad George, this bad guy always bullies me!"

"The bad guy should complain first~" Fred shook his head.

Leaving the unfilial son to George, Fred finally had some leisure time, lying on the sofa and playing games. After three PK games in the "Duel Club", Sleepy was finally carried back weakly by George.

"Catch!" Sleepy was thrown into his father's arms.

"Georgie, do you want a cheap son? Forget about this unfilial son." Fred hugged him with disgust on his face.

George sent the father and son out and said casually: "No, I like my daughter~"

Fred nodded, "Okay~ come to my house this Christmas."

"I will consider."

"Think about it? Okay, I'm leaving, I'm a busy man."

After leaving the trick shop, Fred put down the unfilial son in his arms.

"Sleepy, go alone."

Sleepy raised his head and glared at his superior father, and sighed again, why is my father not George's father?

As if he had read through Sleepy's thoughts, Fred said coldly: "You unfilial son, this year's Christmas gift is gone!"

"Dad George is kind to me and even buys me ice cream~"

"You can only be mean to me, don't buy me a Christmas gift, make my brain go crazy, and compete with me for my mother--"

Sleepy was tirelessly listing Fred's shortcomings, and an ice cream shop suddenly appeared around the corner.

"That's enough, I'll buy you ice cream!" Fred said through gritted teeth.

Eating always blocks your mouth, right?

sleepy shut up: "I want vanilla."

Fred handed the ice cream to the unfilial son, "Eat it quickly, don't let me get hurt if your mommy finds out!"

"Hmph~" Sleepy turned his head and opened the wrapping paper. It smelled so good~

He stuck out his little tongue and licked the ice cream in his hand.

Fred walked a few steps and found that there was no movement behind him. He sighed and turned around, only to see the unfilial son's mouth was filled with hot breath. His tongue was stuck to the ice cream and he couldn't pull it out. He was staring at him and crying!

So, after being stunned for a few seconds, Fred burst out laughing without any sympathy!

It's over, and now the relationship between father and son is getting bigger.