I Promise, My Son

Pansy was nervous being around Ron’s family and was very grateful for Ginny’s presence at her side. Ron’s sister was instrumental in helping her keep everyone’s name straight. The brothers were easy, since she went to school while some of them were there as well.



Bill, with his long hair was easy to find and recognize since he was joined at the hip with Fleur although it looked as though Fleur was the one who wanted the contact.



Charlie however was the other one she hadn’t seen before and he was talking to his father for a long time. He was a nice looking man and had that typical goofy grin.



Fred and George she knew right away. With their antics at Hogwarts it would be impossible not to remember them. They had married a set of blonde twins who just like them, were dressed alike. Pansy shook her head. Maybe you had to be a twin to understand them.



Percy was there with Penelope Clearwater, or Penelope Weasley now. She knew Percy because he had been a prefect and Penelope had been so impressed with it. She had always thought Percy was the most uptight of anyone she had seen, and from the looks of him in his neatly pressed close and conservative haircut, he hadn’t changed much.



Harry Potter was there as Ginny’s husband and as usually Ron’s best friend. Just as the rest of his brothers, he had welcomed Ryan without question. Pansy thought Ginny may have had something to do with it.



Hermione was Ron’s other friend and she was there was well, speaking with Mr. Weasley and Charlie. “I have a feeling Hermione and Charlie may be involved.” Ginny whispered to him.



“Really?” She asked sipping her juice.



“They always seem to end up talking at any family gathering. They write to each other constantly and she always knows when he’s coming for a visit.” Ginny said. “If there isn’t something now, there will be.”



Pansy gave her a laugh as she watched her son. He was laughing with Fred and George. The twins were like giant kids themselves and related easily to him. Ryan was given clothes, and toys from the brothers and wives. Ron must have passed the word around about his love of quidditch, because the sport was evident in their gifts.



Ron however saved his gift for last and the look in the boys eyes when he saw his broom nearly made Pansy cry. Ryan came running over to her with his broom showing it off.



He made Ron promise to teach him how to fly and how to take care of it. He grew even more excited when the brothers offered to teach him quidditch once he got the hang of flying.



Pansy good feeling vanished however when she looked across the group of excited men with her son and saw Mrs. Weasley glaring at her. She hadn’t said a thing, but Pansy could tell she was upset. Pansy all of a sudden felt a sadness fill her and she gave Ron’s mother a smile.



She half returned it, but Pansy was beyond caring. Ron was good to her son and it was obvious they would have a good relationship. If Molly Weasley, cold accept Pansy’s actions then she wasn’t going to try.



She turned her eyes back to her son, now being held by his father as Ginny brought out his cake. She didn’t let Ron’s mother bother her anymore.







Ron apparated back with Ryan and Pansy to their flat. Pansy held packed up leftovers from the party in her arms and Ron was carrying gifts. Ryan had taken charge of his broom, refusing to let anyone hold it.



Pansy had let him know that the first moment it was flown in the flat, it would be sent to Ron’s house. He promised to take extra good care of it. He was off to his room with Ron when they entered while Pansy put away the leftovers.



“He’s polishing it.” Ron laughed as he entered the kitchen. He started helping her sort through the food.



“He’ll probably be sleeping with it tonight.” She said, opening the cooler.



“Pansy, your cooler is empty.” He said looking inside.



“No it’s not. It’s just me and a small boy. We don’t need to shop in bulk like a family full of hungry boys does.” She said giving him a look. “As it is I wont have to shop for awhile with all of this.” She lifted up more leftovers and put them away.



“Well, I’d still like to take care of it. How about I take you to the market tomorrow?” He said.



Pansy walked right up to him and stood chest to chest, looking up into his eyes. “Ron, if I buy to much at one time, me and a young kid wont eat it all before it spoils and it’s a waist of money. Do you understand?”



“Yes.” He said not moving.



“Good.”



“Your breasts feel fabulous by the way.” Pansy rolled her eyes and put away leftover breads and muffins. “I have to give Ryan his bath.”



“Why not let me do that.” He offered. “You’ve been running around during the party.



They moved to Ryan’s room and Pansy helped him pick out his pajamas. The bath was running in moments and the sound of Ryan splashing around echoed in the hall while Pansy put away his new clothes and toys.



She went to her room and quickly changed into her lounge pants and tank. By the time she came out of her room, Ryan was running back to his, wearing his own pajamas. He jumped into bed after picking out a book. Pansy tried to ignore the wet spots on Ron’s shirt but she failed. He brushed it off and sat back on the floor while she read. Just like before, he was asleep in no time.



Pansy and Ron slowly left the room, and walked back to the front room. “The party was lovely Ron, it meant a lot to him.”



“It meant a lot to me too. I wanted to do something for him to welcome him to the family.” He told her.



“I know. He loved it.” She said, suddenly unsure of what to say. Ron was looking down at her intensely, and she knew what was coming. He leaned down, intending to kiss her goodnight and then leave but he couldn’t stop.



Her breasts were unbound under her tank, and when she pressed them against his chest he felt a surge of blood to his cock, inflating him. He reached up and delved his hands into her hair, wrapping his other arm around her tightly. He plunged his tongue into her open lips and delighted in her response. She was pulling him closer and became more aggressive in her kiss.



Ron was alive, hard and aching to an almost painful state. He wanted her badly and he showed her his need. He thrust forward with his hips letting her feel his erection. She groaned into him and broke away. Both panting and heaving, they stared at each other, still holding each other tightly.



“Do you want to come to my room?” She asked softly.



“Yes.” He answered without any hesitation.



She gave him a small smile and took his hand, walking back to her bedroom. Ron felt her shaking slightly, but there was no way he was going to ask if she was sure. She was just nervous that’s all. He knew how much she wanted this too. He felt it in her kiss.



She brought him into her room and shut the door, looking up at him. He was still making sure she knew he wouldn’t make a move until she was comfortable. She walked over to him and reached up a still shaking hand to unbutton his shirt. She eased it off his shoulder and let him pull off the t shirt he was wearing. His chest was dusted lightly with ginger hair. She hadn’t taken the time to look at him that night, well not as closely as she should have. She ran her hands up his chest and over his shoulders. He was strong and firm, and was just as warm as she was.



Ron let her touch him, feeling her fingers move over him. He wanted nothing more then to anything to take her in his arms and bury his cock inside her but he didn’t. He would take his time tonight.



He reached out for her, pulling her into his arms and leaning down for a kiss. He loved her lips, and kissed her slowly, playing with her lips, licking and sucking her bottom lip, nibbling gently. She let out the most delightful little sighs into his mouth.



He slipping his fingers into the waist of her tank, running his fingers along her skin. She inhaled and arched her back into his hands as they moved up her back, flattening against her to cover more flesh. He lifted his hands up her arms bringing the tank off her body and tossing it on the floor.



Ron let out a loud groan into her next as her bare breasts pressed against his chest. It had been far too long since he felt this particular caress. He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off the ground. Walking over to her bed he laid her down, stretching out over her, and covering her lips with his.



Their kiss was gentle and teasing, as they explored each others lips. Pansy let her hands roam over his bare back, feeling the flexing motions as he moved over her, tasting her next and shoulders.



She reached further down and squeezed his ass through his trousers. He groaned into her neck and gave her a nip. “Take them off.” She whispered in his ear. He rose up on his knees and pulled open his belt. Pansy rose up helped him open them up, pulling them past his hips and gripping his cock in a firm grip.



Ron let sucked in a breath and let his hands weave in her hair. She was slobbering all over him, sliding her lips up and down, with her legs on either side of him. Her slurping voices were filling his ears and he nearly spilled himself when she looked up at him. Her wide and lovely eyes looking up at him with his cock in her mouth was the sexiest image he had ever seen. “You look lovely Pansy.” He said and stroked her jaw. She smiled at him and slid down as far as she could, making a slight gagging sound. When she pulled away a think film of her saliva connected her lips to his cock head. “Merlin.” He breathed out. She swallowed him down again and began fisting his cock while she sucked him. Ron was close to coming and he didn’t want to, but when she reached down and cradled his sack and gagged again he lost all control. “Pansy move!” He cried out and she moved just in time for him to spill on the blanket.



He panted and tried to gain control while she grabbed her wand and cleaned up the mess. After a moment, he pushed off his trousers and let them fall to the floor. He reached for her again and eased her onto her back. He slid his body between her thighs wishing he had taken off her lounge pants, but there was time for that. He took her breasts in both hands and went back and forth from one to the other, sucking her nipples into little peaks.



“You have the best breasts I have ever seen.” He told her rising and kissing her again.



“Your just saying that.” She said kissing him back and pulling him close, wanting his whole chest over hers.



“I am saying that because its true. You have no idea how beautiful you are.” He spoke into her mouth, sucking and licking her lips.



“I’m too small.” She said, touching him everywhere, along his arms, shoulders back and hips.



“You fill my hands perfectly.” He said, palming her soft globe and closing his fingers around her. “You see, just my size.” He said, kneading her gently. She moaned and bit her lip as she leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth again.



Her legs were caressing his thighs and he knew he had to do something he didn’t have time to do that night. He was not about to lose the opportunity tonight. He slid his body down hers and eased her lounge pants off. She parted for him and he took a moment to admire her pitch black curls between her pale thighs.



Lowering his body he situated himself on his stomach and opened her wider. He scent was potent, telling him just how turned on she was. He stroked her lips with his fingers and then gently spread her open admiring her pink inner lips already slick.



Dropping his lips he took a long taste, licking the warm and wet folds, kissing her lower lips just as he did her mouth. Pansy was gasping for air, rolling her head from side to side. She raised herself up on her elbows and watched him.



Ron saw her looking down at him and met her eyes with his. Her lower lip was secured between her teeth as she watched him part her lips and give her wild flicks of his tongue to her clit. He was performing for her, showing her what he loved about her. He slipped his tongue inside and made a huge dramatic show if slurping her juices out. She let her head roll back and groaned.



Ron loved her taste, and her reactions. He smiled internally as she thrust upward, half humping his face. She reached down with one hand and pulled his hair, dragging his face up. “Come here.” She said pulling his body upward.



He crawled over her and in one hard thrust, sheathed himself fully inside her. “Ron!” She cried out, wrapping her limps around him.



“Fuck!” Ron cried out with her. She was tight, tighter then he thought, and she felt wonderful. “Pansy, its been too long.” He said dropping his body on hers and kissing her hard, unleashing his thought into her lips.



“Yes, it has….show me…..show me you remember.” She said, writhing under him.



“I remember….I never forgot.” He said, starting to move in an easy, slow rhythm. Pansy curled her body into his as she thrust deep. His movements in and out of her were drawn out, poignant and tender.



She looked up at him, meeting his eyes and letting herself get lost in their blue depths. It made the joining of their bodies seem all the more intense. He moved with methodical movements, learning what she liked, how much depth she wanted. Her hands urged him, her eyes urged him on, the grip of her legs around his urged him on.



Just like before, they fed off of each other, opening up their bodies for the other to enjoy. Pansy and Ron moved as one body, finding a rhythm they both enjoyed. Pansy body had missed him, and she felt the emotions of being lonely for too long taking over. She buried her face in his neck and let out every whimper as she rocked her body against his, running toward her release.



She had been so lonely, for five years she was by herself. She needed this, she needed Ron again. Her body exploded and she was on fire as she cried out and thrust her body hard against his. Ron held her tied as her body bucked under his. She was cumming hard and it was covering him as he rode her harder, searching out his own orgasm. He was right behind her and cried out his own fulfillment.



Two bodies twitched about as they came down from natures high. Ron managed to raise up on his elbows and look down at her. What he saw stopped his heart. “Are you alright?” He asked, brushing away tears with his thumbs. “Did I hurt you?”



“No, I’m not hurt. It was so wonderful Ron.” She said, reaching up and holding him close.



“Then why the tears love?” He asked, cradling her face in his hands, caressing her features with his fingertips.



She took a moment but then let another tear fall as she answered. “It’s been so long. Five years is a long time.” She said, while yet another tear fell.



“There hasn’t been anyone since me?” He asked, brushing away tears. “I’m so sorry.” He said leaning down and barely touching her lips and he kissed her.



“Don’t be sorry, you didn’t know.” She raised her hand and brushed a lock of hair from his forehead. “I just didn’t know how much I needed it.”



“You don’t have to go without it anymore.” He told her.



“That’s a nice thought.” She said closing her eyes as he planted light kisses along her face.



“It’s a promise.” He said, rising and helping her under the covers. Spooned beside her, they fell asleep.