I Promise, My Son

Ron knocked on the door of the burrow and was let it by his father. “Ron? Come on in, this is a surprise.” He said, engulfing his son in a hug. “Your mom with be glad to see you again.”



“I know mom usually goes to market this time so I thought I might have a private moment to talk to you.” He said. His father immediate took in his concerned voice. When any of his sons wanted a private talk with him, it was usually something their mother would overact at. He knew right away that Ron would need his help if he wanted to tell his mother anything.



“She just left, come in and have a seat. A beer, son?” He asked. Grabbing a bottle from the cooler.



“Yeah, that would be alright.” He took the cold bottle and gave a silent toast with his father. “I need to tell you something, well the whole family needs to know but I wanted you to know first.’ He said. “I figured as a father, you would understand and be able to help me.”



Arthur leaned forward. “Ron, what’s the matter?” He said resting his weight on his elbows, balanced on his knees.



“Before I left for Italy I had a one night stand.” He admitted. “Well, I didn’t mean it to be a one night occurrence, but she refused my owl afterward and I took it as such. I hadn’t been back a few days when I saw her.” He inhaled and let it out slowly. “She had a child with her.”



“Your child?” He asked calmly. After raising the sons he had raised, Arthur knew how to remain calm in any situation.



“Yes, I went and saw her when I found out where she lived and we had a long talk.” He said.



“Did she tell you why she hid the truth?” Arthur asked just as curious.



“She thought I would either deny being the father or that I would try and take the boy from her.” He said.



“A boy.” Arthur smiled.



Ron’s face lit up. “I can’t wait for you to meet him. He’s a brilliant boy.” Ron said still smiling.



“Does he know who you are?” His father asked, concerned at how much the young man knew.



“He does now.” Ron said with a newfound security. “Me and Pansy told him the truth. He had just known that his father was not in England, and he took his mothers word for it.”



“Does he know everything then?” Arthur asked.



“Yes, he knows his mother was scared.” Ron chuckled. “When he heard his mother was afraid I would take him away he looked at me and gave me what for.”



“Did he?” Arthur shared his laugh. “Put you in your place then?”



“Yeah.” Ron smiled was slow to fade at the memory. “Me and Pansy had a talk and have agreed that he has a right to know his family.”



“I agree.” Arthur said. “I cant wait to meet him. What’s his name?”



“Ryan. He has bright ginger hair too, and he has Ginny’s eyes.” Ron’s smile wide as he spoke of his son. “I need you to help me with mum though.”



“I thought as much. She will be upset about it.” Arthur knew his wife well and she would focus on the fact that he had been kept secret not only from Ron but from his grandparents. She would take some handling to calm down and Ron had a hard time with women who overreacted. He needed backup.



“We’ll both talk to her.” He assure his son.



“I need to make her understand some things. I have a feeling she’ll be mad at me.” He said.



“She may be upset but she always gets upset when it comes to her family. Whatever you need to make known, just be firm. Her sons are all men now and she hates the idea.”



Ron shuddered at the way she tried to stop him from going to Italy. He shuddered at how she assumed he would be moving back into the Burrow. She put up a fight when he said he would be staying at the inn until he bought his own home. He stayed at the inn for all of two days before he found the house and began moving in. Even then she wanted inspect it first to make sure there was nothing wrong with it. He distinctly remember the fight she gave him when he said that he would invite his family over when he was settled. She complained about him not wanting his family around, but she said that to all her sons.



“Arthur, help me please.” She called from the kitchen entrance. Ron stood with his father and followed him.



“Hello Mum.” He said as she levitated several grocery bags onto the table. His father began putting things away without being asked.



“Ron!” She ran over and hugged his tightly. “Oh Ron what a wonderful surprise.” She cried out.



“Well, I’m here for a reason mum, I thought you may have time to talk.” He said.



“Of course we do. Don’t we Arthur?” She said looking at her husband, who gave her a nod and a smile.



“Let’s go sit down.” She walked into the front room and looked at the two opened beers. “How long have you been here?” She asked.



“Just for a bit,” he said sitting down, “I need to tell you something Mum.”



“Alright what is it.” She asked giving him her full attention. Arthur sat beside her giving him a supportive look.



“I found out I have a son.” He said.



“WHAT?!” She cried out. “A son! Why didn’t you tell us?!”



“I didn’t know until earlier this week.” He said.



“You found out days ago and didn’t tell us!?” She yelled out. “When is he coming to England?!” She shouted.



“Molly, calm down.” Arthur said from behind her. “Yelling does nothing. Let Ron talk.”



“His mother is a girl I was with before I left Italy. I found out just after I came back.” He said.



“He’s been in England the whole time. Why didn’t the girl tell you?” He saw her getting angry.



“Mother, the reasons she didn’t tell me are between me and her.” Ron said. Before he could continue she cried out again.



“You aren’t going to tell me? I have a right to know.” She was getting angrier and it made Ron angry as well.



“No, you don’t Mum, this is my son and this is between Pansy and me.” He said firmly.



“We are….”



“He’s right Molly.” Arthur said from next to her. “This is Ron’s family, and if he wants to tell us he will.”



“Your alright with this? You don’t want to know why this girl kept him a secret from his family. He’s our grandchild Arthur!” She screamed. Ron fell silent. He had rarely heard one of his parents scream at the other.



“He is Ron’s son first.” Arthur told her. He didn’t know why Ron felt the need to keep the reasons a secret but he would trust his son.



“Will she give him to you?” She asked.



“You want me to take him from his mother?” Ron asked with a huge amount of sarcasm.



“There is no need to talk like that?” She said pointing a finger at him.



“Do you want me to take him from his mother?” He asked slowly and deliberately. “Because I hate to disappoint you, if that’s what you want.”



“So you don’t get to be with your son?” She asked.



“I didn’t say that.” He said. “Pansy and me have talked and have decided to let him decide if and when he wants to spend time at my home. One of the spare rooms can be decorated and that’s one of the outings I have planned for me and him.” He had decided it last night after going home. He would take Pansy and Ryan out to shop for his room then being dinner home. It would be a family outing.



“Is she going to allow him to see his family,” she asked, “or are we supposed to settle for photographs.”



“Mother, when you meet her are you going to treat her this way?” Ron asked.



“Look at what she did Ron? She kept your son from you.” She said pathetically.



“I already told you, that her reasons for doing so are between me and her.” Ron said firmly. His fathers calm looks kept him from loosing his temper and walking out of his parents. However he did want Ryan to meet his family and going through this argument to make this easier for his son was something he had to do.



“I’m having a party for him this weekend, I’ve already sent out owls to the others. She will be there and I don’t want her insulted in my home.” Ron said.



“So you are going to act as if this didn’t happen and everything is fine?” She said.



“Mother,” Ron leaned forward to make his point, “I want Ryan to feel at home, and I want him to see two parents who communicate with each other. Two parents who can focus on him. You taught me that.”



Molly looked at her husband then back to her son. “She lied to you. How can you just ignore that?” She asked in a pathetic voice.



“Ryan’s point of view is more important to me then to dwell on what happened and why.” He said. “Besides, I have already said that Pansy and me have discussed what has happened. I won’t say anymore about it mother.”



“How can I just look at her and pretend she didn’t keep my grandchild from me?” She asked.



“Well, you don’t have to come to the party.” Ron said.



Molly gasped and looked at her son shocked. “Ron….” His father started but Ron stopped him.



“Dad, what matters to me most of all right now is Ryan. I don’t want him to see anyone treating his mother disrespectfully. I want him to see my family as one he’d be proud to be in. You don’t know how protective he is of his mother. He wont stand for it if his mother felt bad. He’d want to leave. I am not going to risk that.” He said with a firmness Molly had never seen before.



“Ron, don’t worry, everything will be alright.” Arthur told him, putting a hand on his wife’s shoulder. “What day and time is the party?” He asked.



“Saturday at noon, and no mum, you don’t need to bring anything.” He said before she could speak. “It’s going to be a surprise for Ryan. He doesn’t know who he’s going to meet. Pansy knows and she’s nervous enough.”



“Pansy?” Molly asked.



“Pansy Parkinson.” Ron confirmed.



“You never dates Pansy Parkinson.’ She said.



“I was with her for only one night before I left for Italy.” He said. She gave him a ugly look. “I mean it mother, for Ryan’s sake don’t treat her badly.”



He left his parents home and hope his father would make his mother understand. If he had told his mother about Pansy’s reasons then she would have had an even worse opinion. She would have gotten angry at her son being accused of horrible behavior.



He would let his father talk with her now. He felt bad about talking to her as he did, but for his son he would talk in any matter he needed to. His son was the most important thing now. He had several years to make up for.



When he got home he had three owls waiting for him. Bill and Fleur were excited and couldn’t wait to meet their nephew. Charlie was also going to come as well as Percy and Penelope. By late afternoon he had heard from Fred and George and their wives who were all shocked and anxious to meet Ryan. He smiled at all the gifts the boy would receive. Pansy would have something to say but there were many birthdays that the Weasleys had missed and they were all planning to make up for it.



Harry stopped by that evening. He was one Ron wrote to on a regular basis while he was away. Harry had even visited him in Italy a few times. He said Ginny and him would be arriving right on time. He listened to Ron’s story and couldn’t fault Pansy for her actions. She had no idea how Ron would react and she was protecting her son. He gave Ron his promise that he would make sure Pansy had at least two allies in him and Ginny.



He was glad his sister understood, but then again he had expected it. Ginny was a woman and would know more about Pansy’s reasons then anyone else. He was more assured then ever that Pansy would have a few more eyes watching out in case his mother couldn’t hold in her emotions.



He put on his cloak and went to Pansy’s flat. Ryan was asleep but he wanted to talk to her about his parents and the party.



Pansy let him in without question. “Ryan’s already asleep, but if you want to see him you can.” Ron stayed long enough to kiss his son then returned to the front room to speak to Pansy.



“I spoke to my parents. They are coming to the party.” He said sitting on the couch with her.



“Do they know its me?” She asked, looking down at her nails.



“Yes, they do and I made it clear to my mother that you would not be treated with rudeness. My father will keep a close eye on her.” Ron assured her.



“Your father?” She asked.



“I told him everything, but I only told my mother enough. He understand how afraid you were and how worried and he doesn’t blame you for anything, he just wants to know his grandchild.” He said.



“But your mother thinks otherwise?” She prompted.



“I didn’t tell her why you kept it a secret, I told her that was between me and you. My father knows and I knew he would understand. Ginny knows as well and understands.” He said.



“She understand why I didn’t tell her brother about his child?” She asked sarcastically.



“She of course is sad that she hasn’t known about him, but she put herself in your shoes and if she was afraid she would have done the same thing. She is grateful for the chance to know him now and she will make sure you are not ostracized in any way. My brothers feel the same way, they don’t care about the past, they only care about the present and they will welcome you and Ryan.” He said.



“The only one I have to worry about is your mother then?” She said.



“Don’t consider it a worry. If anything happens I can let her know she can go home. That’s why I wanted to have the party at my home. I can tell her to leave any time I wish.” He said.



“You would kick your mother from your home?” She asked, stunned.



“My concern is Ryan. I don’t want him to see anyone treating his mother with anything but respect. My mother knows this, so does my father, so rest assured. I’ve heard from Draco as well, he will be there.”



“Thank you Ron. You don’t have to go to all this trouble though.” She said.



“This is for Ryan. I want him to know his family.” He smiled. I know you may not like it but each my brothers are planning to bring a present for him to make up for birthdays missed.”



“He’ll be spoiled overnight.” Pansy said rolling her eyes.



“He’s a boy meeting his new family. Let him enjoy it. Restrict his use of them by his behavior if you want, so he knows that he has to earn them.” He offered.



She merely nodded then stayed silent until she realized that Ron was watching her. “What is it?”



“Id like to take you and Ryan shopping tomorrow. I want him to have a room at my house for when he’s ready to spend the night. I thought to let him pick out his own furniture.” He said. “We can get take away delivered for dinner as well.”



Pansy shook her head and smiled. “Anything else you’d like?”



“Yes, A kiss.” He said.



Pansy gave him the same shy smile. “I suppose that would be alright.”



Ron leaned in and again their lips met. This time Pansy parted her lips and the never forgotten sensation from five years ago surfaced. She thought she would never feel it again and she was delighted to see she was wrong. The night they created Ryan, Pansy had received the best kiss of her life. Ron gave her a true passion in his kiss and it was a kiss that had no equal.



She titled her head and accepted the deepening of his kiss. It was just as powerful as before, and it Pansy felt it to her bones, but this time there was no dulling of the senses, no clouded thoughts, and no ex boyfrined in her mind.



Pansy lifted her hands and ran them through his hair. She loved it’s softness as is fell about her fingers. Ron slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. This kiss became heated, filled with groans of need. Pansy felt her body come alive again. She had denied herself a mans touch for far too long, and now Ron was filling every desire she had. She wanted more then ever…….



“Mummy?” The broke the kiss and embrace but remained close, each looking to the smiling redheaded boy in his pajamas.



“Your supposed to be asleep.” She said.



“I wanted a glass of water.” He said still smiling.



“I’ll get you one.” Ron said rising and moving to the kitchen. Ryan continued smiling at his mother, with eyes darting back to the kitchen then to her. Pansy merely smiled back and lifted her eyebrow at him, but this only brought a giggle from her son.



“Alright you, come on.” Ron said taking his hand and walking him back to his room. “Drink up and get back in bed.” He obeyed and Ron helped tuck him in.



“You were kissing mum.” The boy said still smiling.



“Yes I was.” Ron told him. It was pointless to deny it or make light of it. Ryan even as young as he was knew what he saw.



“Are you going to marry mum?” He asked.



“Would that make you happy?” He asked.



Ryan nodded at his father. “It would make mum happy too. She is all alone.” He said.



“Well, she won’t be alone anymore, I promise.” Ron told him. His son seemed assured and settled down to sleep.



Ron kissed his cheek and closed the door. He meant his promise and he would keep it to his son.







A/N: Please r&r. I never know if my Ron/Pansy stories are enjoyed as much as my others. They get so few revies.