Ron's Decision
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Snape/Ron
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
12
Views:
10,005
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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Epilogue
Ron came through the floo, with Anne in his arms. He exited in Severus’s Hogwarts’s quarters. He had been going through some books last week and found he needed a few from his office.
While he was gone, Ron received a stack of mail, letters from readers who responded to the interview they gave with Luna. She had been unbiased but very thorough. Ron even let her take pictures of Anne, with the understanding that he would get to chose the picture she used.
While Severus’s looked for his books, Ron’s sat in an armchair reading as Anne slept on a nearby pillow. The letters as he imagined had been mixed, some congratulatory and some outright hostile, from women saying he demeaned all that being a female was. Ron didn’t see it that way. If anything he respected women all the more, because he knew first hand what they went through.
He dismissed them as easily as he had before. Anne was now 9 months old, and the interview, while several months old, still garnered some interest, but for the most part Severus had been right. People soon began to see it as just another birth. As Severus hunted for his book and Anne napped away, he began to feel impatient in the small room. He had become so used to their home, that simple castle quarters seemed confining.
“I’m going for a walk.” He rose and walked over to kiss Ron’s cheek.
“I told Albus we would avoid classes, so try and stay clear of the main ground.” He said, glancing at Anne for a moment.
“I will.” He left the castle, and headed for the forest. It seemed appropriate. The forest was were it all started. Where he had first found out it was possible to carry Anne. It seemed like such a long time ago.
He and Severus had made a fabulous life for themselves and he couldn’t be happier. Their daughter was healthy and growing up to be so smart. She had a firm father who would see to her education and make sure he would do well. She had another father who would make sure she understood loyalty and compassion, and to be courageous when people opposed her. She would need it. She was a biological child of two men, and she would be seen differently, but Ron knew she would be able to handle it. His little girl was strong.
He moved deeper into the forest, listening to the wildlife. The forest was so peaceful, like another world when you entered. He eased on a rock and relaxed, paying attention to nothing in particular, when something brushed along his leg.
His heart jumped in his throat. It was the budding plant. The same one that he fell in when he was a student. It continued to crawl up his leg. Ron knew he could easily step away, but something help him in place. He stayed where he was as more vines moved closer. He didn’t leave, he sat there as the plant continued to cover him. He should get up and move. Shouldn’t he?”
The End
a/n: Dont forget to read and review. i am working on another Ron/Snape story. since this one didnt have an antagonist, i am giving them a real rat-bastard to deal with.
While he was gone, Ron received a stack of mail, letters from readers who responded to the interview they gave with Luna. She had been unbiased but very thorough. Ron even let her take pictures of Anne, with the understanding that he would get to chose the picture she used.
While Severus’s looked for his books, Ron’s sat in an armchair reading as Anne slept on a nearby pillow. The letters as he imagined had been mixed, some congratulatory and some outright hostile, from women saying he demeaned all that being a female was. Ron didn’t see it that way. If anything he respected women all the more, because he knew first hand what they went through.
He dismissed them as easily as he had before. Anne was now 9 months old, and the interview, while several months old, still garnered some interest, but for the most part Severus had been right. People soon began to see it as just another birth. As Severus hunted for his book and Anne napped away, he began to feel impatient in the small room. He had become so used to their home, that simple castle quarters seemed confining.
“I’m going for a walk.” He rose and walked over to kiss Ron’s cheek.
“I told Albus we would avoid classes, so try and stay clear of the main ground.” He said, glancing at Anne for a moment.
“I will.” He left the castle, and headed for the forest. It seemed appropriate. The forest was were it all started. Where he had first found out it was possible to carry Anne. It seemed like such a long time ago.
He and Severus had made a fabulous life for themselves and he couldn’t be happier. Their daughter was healthy and growing up to be so smart. She had a firm father who would see to her education and make sure he would do well. She had another father who would make sure she understood loyalty and compassion, and to be courageous when people opposed her. She would need it. She was a biological child of two men, and she would be seen differently, but Ron knew she would be able to handle it. His little girl was strong.
He moved deeper into the forest, listening to the wildlife. The forest was so peaceful, like another world when you entered. He eased on a rock and relaxed, paying attention to nothing in particular, when something brushed along his leg.
His heart jumped in his throat. It was the budding plant. The same one that he fell in when he was a student. It continued to crawl up his leg. Ron knew he could easily step away, but something help him in place. He stayed where he was as more vines moved closer. He didn’t leave, he sat there as the plant continued to cover him. He should get up and move. Shouldn’t he?”
The End
a/n: Dont forget to read and review. i am working on another Ron/Snape story. since this one didnt have an antagonist, i am giving them a real rat-bastard to deal with.