"My giant sodding arse it's just your decision!" Angry wasn't something Fred did all that often, but it was definitely there now - Weasley temper - And his voice was loud and angry and, at the same time, a little hurt. Surprised, and hurt, and still really sodding confused. But he didn't seem confused when he spoke next. "That's our baby." Which, when he thought about it, might have gone without saying.