Pansy's Parchment II

Ron took Pansy out to lunch after they left Neville’s office. Pansy was in higher spirits now that things were being looked into and he wanted to keep her that way.



They ate a light meal and walked around the small shopping strip. Every now and again Ron was stopped by an autograph request. He obliged each one and Pansy found out years ago that is was for that very reason, that he was a popular player.



They headed into a bookstore and while Ron was glancing at the latest periodicals Pansy had vanished. He moved from aisle to aisle and finally found her at the end of one with two books in her hands.



“What did you find?” He asked, then looked at the books she was holding.



“I thought these might help.” She said, handing them over.



“Well, lets see.” He looked at the titles and held back a laugh. “ ‘Fertility Problems for the Modern Witch’ and ‘So You Can’t Get Pregnant’. Don’t you think this is a little premature?”



“I just want to make sure I’m looking into everything.” She said, looking up at him.



“Isn’t that what Neville is taking care of?” He asked.



“So I am supposed to just sit back and wait. I want to take an active part in this Ron.” She said again in that pleading voice that went to Ron’s heart.



“I know you do love,” he slipped an arm around her, “I do too, but assume there is a problem right away as just negative energy.” She let her head roll to his chest. “Here, buy this one.”



“ ‘Getting Pregnant, What A Witch Needs to Know’. I thought we knew how to get pregnant.” She teased.



“We do. Hey maybe this one will give us the ideal positions to get pregnant.” He gave an evil giggle and began laughing through pages while his wife chuckled at his side.



“Did you two find a dirty book?” They raised their heads and smiled.



“Draco!” Pansy opened her arms and took the blonde in a hug. The two men shook hands in greeting.



“Why are you two in this section?” He asked, motioning to all the health books.



“Me and Ron are trying to get pregnant.” Pansy said, then her face faded. “We are having some problems.”



“Problem?” He asked, looking at Ron grin. “How long have you been trying?”



“Two months.” Pansy said.



“That’s not a problem, it’s a lack of patience.” Draco said. “But it never fails.”



“What never fails?” She asked.



“When a woman doesn’t want to get pregnant she takes birth control that seals her up like a Gringotts vault, but when she wants a baby, she has to let her body build a new key.” He said.



Ron chuckled. “I thought the same thing. Neville will be able to say more soon enough.”



“That’s good. Until then there is only one way to keep trying.” He rapidly raised his eyebrows up and down at Ron.





That evening Pansy ready the book from the moment they returned from shopping. Ron was making adjustments to his broom. Dinner also saw the book at the table as she went over the various stages of pregnancy for a witch.



Ron found himself fascinated. The changes Pansy’s body would go through would be amazing, and he couldn’t wait. He listened while she read about the symptoms of pregnancy, taking mental notes about what to look for. He didn’t relish the possible mood swings but he had no problem with things like cravings and breast swell.



His own appetite was notorious to begin with, so having all kinds of treats for Pansy was going to be fun. Her breasts had always but it would be interesting to see her turn into this voluptuous woman. He listened carefully about other symptoms and thought it would be a good idea to talk to Neville about some of them. If she was going to be as uncomfortable as the book said some witches became then he would have to make sure she had whatever she needed.



As they finished eating, Ron told her to go and read and he would clean up. She didn’t argue, so Ron continued with cleaning up while he thought. This meant a lot to Pansy. Having a baby was her focus of thought for the past several months. He didn’t know she was thinking about it that much, but then again he did leave the decision to her so she probably felt it was up to her to think about it.



Maybe he shouldn’t make it clear that he would be there through the whole thing. She was going to need him. He finished up and found her back in her chair reading, her brow creased on concentration. “Let’s get ready for bed love.”



Pansy followed him back and quickly got changed into her nightgown, then reclined against the headboard and continued reading. Ron had just kicked off his shoes and taken off his sock.



He didn’t like to see Pansy so fanatic about this. It wasn’t healthy to stress herself over it. He slowly changed into his lounge pants, while she read, flipping pages quickly. He climbed into bed and looked at her, but she didn’t acknowledge him for several minutes.



“Ron, listen to this, some women have a condition that causes the uterine lining to become so rough that it wont support a fertilized embryo……..”



“Pansy stop.” He took the bed and tossed it away.



“Ron!” She cried, trying to crawl over him to retrieve the book on the floor.



“Pansy, listen to me.” He took her shoulders and forced her to sit back. “I don’t like seeing you like this.”



Her face took on a look of horror. “If you didn’t want a baby, why did…….”



“Pansy I never said I didn’t want a baby.” He looked firm. “I would love to have a baby with you, and every since you asked me, I have been so excited.”



“Then what are you talking about.” She asked.



“Pansy, it has only been two months and not only do you think there are problems, you think you are the cause of those problems.” He said. “You assume, YOU can’t get pregnant, YOU may have a medical problem, YOU think you have to be prepared. I’m here with you. Did it occur to you that there may be an issue with me?”



“Ron your family history is strong, you’re young and healthy.” She said.



“Pansy, I have taken several beatings and had many injuries during games. Maybe some of the healing potions they gave me have side effects. We can’t make assumptions based on what we read in books or hear from other people.” He said.



“I want to do everything I can.” She said, looking at him with a sadness in her eyes.



“Pansy, when it comes to our health, we can trust that Neville will help us if need be, but for now, there is only one thing we can do that will help the process.” He said.



“What’s that?” She asked.



Ron took her lips in a passionate kiss, parting her lips and plunging deeply into her warm mouth. He reached for her nightgown and eased it up her body, pulling from her for a moment to pull the silk off her and toss it away. “We can do this.” He said taking her mouth again and pulling her close.



Pansy let herself be pulled into his arms and eased onto her back. Ron’s kiss never failed to halt her train of thought. She let his kiss her body, cupping her small breasts in his hands, running his thumbs over her nipples, working them into hard pebbles for his mouth.



She arched into him, parting her legs as he sucked her and hugging him with all limbs. Ron was tasting her with a whole new tenderness. He hoped she would breastfeed. The thought of her feeding a child with these was a sight he just had to see. He also wanted to taste her milk but he wouldn’t tell her that just yet.



He moved lower. Pansy parted her thighs wider for him, knowing what he was going to do. Ron loved how she tasted and never missed an opportunity to indulge himself.



He parted her legs wide, taking her ankles in his hands and stretching out his arms and giving her a long hard lick from the bottom to her clit. She gave a little tremble and he thrust his tongue inside her. She juiced up immediately, and began working her hips.



Ron loved how she tasted, she was sweet and sumptuous and her lips were soft as they filled with blood. He wanted her hot and crazy, so he flicked his tongue rapidly over her clit, sucking hard on it, even giving it a little nibble.



The gentle bite he gave her sent her over the edge and she cried out like a harpy, shrieking loudly. Ron loved to hear her scream out. It fed his ego to know that she was crying out for him.



He crawled over her, kissing his way up. “I’m not giving you a baby,” he said, “we’re making one together.”



“Yes…yes Ron.” She gasped out as he moved between her thighs and gripped his cock.



“We’re partners, we’re creating a family together.” He said, aiming himself at her pussy. “You won’t do this alone, you have me.” He sank himself inside her completely, feeling her engulf him in a warm embrace.



Pansy wrapped her arms and legs around him, bucking underneath him. “Oh my Ron…….love me…..” She cried out to him.



“That’s it my Pansy, move with me, let’s make this baby together.” He matched her pace, and her rhythm.



“Yes, Ron…..yes.” She cried, arching into him. “Ron……Ron…….RROOOONNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!”



“I LOVE YOU PANSY!” He cried as he came right after her, filling her with the hopes of a child they both wanted.