Both of Us

Ron and Pansy rushed through the floo to St. Mungo’s, where they were ushered to the labor ward. Within moments Pansy was in a gown and doing her exercises in a comfortable bed with Ron right there.



“Well, now it’s time is it?” Pansy glared at the door.



“Get out,” she told him, “Healer Longbottom is on his way.”



“I’m your healer.” He said looking at his charts.



“Not anymore.” The healer turned and saw Neville Longbottom enter and face him. “Women have the right to switch healers at anytime for any reason.” When Gudrun refused to leave Longbottom called a nurse. “Summon Mr. Potter from the Auror department.”



“Longbottom that is not necessary, I have been seeing to Miss Parkinson’s care since…..”



“That’s soon to be Mrs. Weasley, and Neville is seeing to her now.” Ron said now that a contraction had passed. He faced the healer and held his look.



Neville came over asking a few questions and taking notes. In a few moments Harry Potter walked through the door. “Harry I would like it if you could evict this man from the room and if possible stand watch at the door.” Neville asked him.



“Of course.” He gestured to the door. “Sir?” His tone was hard. As Gudrun started to walk out, Neville stopped him.



“I’ll be needing that chart Gudrun.” He said.



“She’s your patient now.” He said starting to leave.



“Yes, and I can file a request demanding the release of her chart to me, at which time Mr. Potter from the Auror department will have legal authority to take it from you by force if need be. If that is the route you wish to go, then he can keep you here until that time.”



Pansy has never heard Neville speak in such a manner, and she was confident in his abilities. Another contraction hit her and as she breathed she filtered out everything else except Ron’s voice in her ear.



When the contraction had passed, she looked up and it was just her Ron and Neville who had her chart in hand, going over the parchments. “Where is Harry?” She asked.



“Standing outside the door. Nobody will come in unless Neville or I say so.”

Ron told her, as he rubbed her back.



She smirked and looked at him. “Soon to be Mrs. Weasley?” She asked.



Ron just looked at her. “I’d like to think I didn’t lie.” He said. She smiled, and another contraction hit her. Neville held her belly as the pain rocked

through her.



“Neville, I’ve read that this should be taking longer?” She said very confused at how the contractions were coming faster then she anticipated.



“The birth process is not predictable Pansy.” Neville told her.



Throughout the next three hours both Ron and Pansy were concerned about how fast things were moving. Neville assured them that she was just lucky enough to be having a fast labor. Pansy didn’t feel lucky. The pain was coming hard and fast and she clung to Ron like a lift raft.



Ron tried his hardest to give her everything she needed, but as hard labor hit her and she felt urges to push Ron wondered what he could do to help her. He just held her hand and counted her breathes. As she whimpered and clung to him, he felt a tear escape his eye.



During a short break in the contractions Pansy looked at him. “Why are you crying?” She asked.



“I can’t help you with the pain.” He whispered. “I don’t know what I can do.”



“Just stay with me.” She said and winced as another contraction hit her. He did everything she told him to. He held her the way she wanted and followed her every command. When she told him to move he did. When she told him to rub her back, he did. When she told him to hold her, he did.



Eventually Pansy couldn’t take it anymore and told Neville she had to push. He examined her and told her she was fully dilated and she could push when she felt the urge.



It hurt Ron to see her body shake as she pushed. She squeezed his arm, fisted his shirt while pulling on it. She panted and gasped and sucked in breathes through clenched teeth. Ron dabbed her forehead and mopped up the sweat she was building up. While Pansy’s sweat was from exertion, Ron’s was from anxiety.



He didn’t know how she could stand going through this. Then again Ron didn’t know how she could stand the pregnancy part. He would have called it quits at about three months.



Pansy was his hero now. She wasn’t complaining at all and dealing with the pain in the bravest manner. She was a strong woman and Ron knew he had to convince her in some way to be his wife.



“Come on Pansy, your almost done. Push now.” Neville urged her. Behind him a nurse stood with a blanket ready at the slightest word from Neville. Ron felt his heart start pounding in his chest.



“Pansy love, it’s almost over. You’ll be holding your baby in a moment. All you need to do is push.” He told her, kissing her ear.



She panted. “You still want to marry me after all this?” She said, getting ready for the next urge.



“Yes I do, more then ever.” He said.



“Both of us?” She said, sucking in air again.



“Yes, both of you.” He said pressing his lips to her temple as she shuddered again, letting out a growl from her throat as she pushed down hard. Ron heard the scream of fresh lungs and saw Neville ease the baby onto Pansy’s chest, where the nurse had placed the towel and was wiping off some of the waxy coating.



“Pansy one more easy push.” Neville told her and she complied sending the afterbirth out.



“Pansy look what you did.” Ron told her, planting kisses on her forehead and cheek.



“Look Ron.” Pansy said through her tears.



Ron didn’t bother to hold back his tears, and let them fall as he looked at the screaming bundle Pansy was holding. The baby was turning pink now, then red because of it’s screaming. On it’s head was a fine length of raven black hair, just like Pansy’s.



The nurse moved the towel and lifted a tiny leg. “It’s a girl!” She exclaimed.



“A girl! Ron it’s a girl!” Pansy cried out.



“She’s beautiful. She looks just like you.” Ron said through his tears.



Pansy looked up Ron through her own tears. “We have a daughter.”



“Yes,” Ron said leaning in to kiss her gently, “we have a daughter.”



As the nurse took the baby to clean her up while Neville did the first exam, Ron wiped Pansy’s face. “You did such a good job.”



“Thank you Ron for being here.” She said taking his kisses.



“I’m always going to be there for my family.” The nurse pulled out a wand and cleaned up Pansy, levitating her briefly to change the linens. She was given a new gown and would be moved to recovery in a moment.



They were waiting patiently while Neville finished his exam. “Pansy, Ron,” they looked over to Harry who had stuck his head in the door, “your parents are here and they want to know if they can see it.” He said without humor.



“The Parkinsons?” Ron asked. Harry nodded. “No, they cannot see HER.” He said.



“They’re out there?” She asked.



“Yes,” Harry said, “they want to know what you had.”



“Tell them I had a Weasley.” She said, clutching Ron’s hand.



He smiled and nodded. “Alright. Congratulations you two.” He said before leaving completely.



Pansy was given her baby and now that she had been cleaned up, she could make out her features. Ron had been right, she looked like her mother. There was no trace of the man that fathered her at all. Pansy looked to Ron.



“Do you want to hold her?” She asked.



“I don’t know.” Ron said afraid to hold something so small.



“Come on.” Pansy urged. He sat on the bed next to her and let her ease the little wrapped up bundle into his arms. She weighed practically nothing. It made Ron feel as through he was holding air. Her eyes were open and she was staring up at him. Her eyes were a vivid green, much brighter then Pansy’s hazelish green.



“Hello little lady.” Ron told her. She merely blinked in response. Pansy watched him as he took in her every feature. Ron would take care of them both.



An hour later, Pansy was settled in her recovery room. It was nice and comfortable, like a bedroom. When the nurse came in to help her breastfeed, Ron thought about leaving.



“Dad, why not sit behind mom and make her comfortable.” The nurse said, and at Pansy’s smile didn’t correct her.



He settled behind her as he had done in labor classes. Ron couldn’t help but look as she bared herself and the nurse helped her make sure the baby latched on properly. Ron noticed how full her breasts looked. When he had brushed against them during their breathing practice they didn’t seem as bulbous as they did now.



“Don’t worry, your breasts will go back to their normal size soon enough, this isn’t permanent.”



“What a shame.” Ron muttered, earning him an elbow from Pansy in his ribs.



Harry came in for a moment, saw what was happening and did an immediate u-turn. Ron eased himself from behind her and left the room. “Harry, what is it?” He asked laughing.



“Sorry, I didn’t know she was doing… she was….well I didn’t know.” He looked away.



“Oh come on now Harry, that’s a beautiful thing in there.” He said still grinning at Harry’s embarrassment.



“Yes, but now Pansy has her kid attached to it.” He threw back.



“Alright then, why did you go in there in the first place?” He asked.



“To let you know I’m leaving now. Do you want me to post another Auror?” He asked.



“No, I can handle anything now. Thanks for staying Harry.” He said.



“No problem. A girl huh?” He asked.



“A beautiful little girl.” Ron said smiling.



“I’ll let everyone know. We’ll be visiting soon. When does she go home?”



“Neville said he’d release her in a few days. Until then I’m not leaving her side. Did her parents say anything about coming back?”



“Not that I could discern.” Harry answered. Ron was more then able to take care of any situation that came up so Harry left to spread the news to the Weasley family.



Ron went back into the room and saw that Pansy has switched sides. The nurse was now sitting in a chair watching. After the baby had been fed and burped the nurse left and Pansy returned her daughter to the hospital baby bed.



Ron moved over and sat on the bed facing her. “I know I should wait, but I was wondering if you had thought anymore…….”



“Yes Ron, I’ll marry you.” She said. Ron leaned forward and kissed her.



“After I’ve had a change to get back to normal.” Ron readily agreed.