Pansy's Parchment II

Pansy languished in the tub, covered in bubbles. She had been married to Ron Weasley for five years now. Thanks to the former Marriage Act she was matched with him based on a very high compatibility. 96%, according to the parchment she was sent.

She relaxed further into the tub. The Marriage Act had been rescinded after she had been married for almost two years. Several women ended up in St. Mungo’s for spousal abuse. Everyone married under the act had been given the option of applying to the Ministry of Magic for immediate dissolution of marriage.

Over 70% of marriages were overturned. Ron asked her what she was going to do, afraid that she would want the freedom of being single, but she said she didn’t want a divorce. Ron was overjoyed. He didn’t want a divorce either.

Pansy smiled to herself as she thought of the first time Ron said he loved her. It was their one year anniversary and Ron had prepared a lovely dinner for her, and created a romantic atmosphere in their home. The candlelight, the champagne, succulent strawberries, and Ron’s loving attention made the night truly memorable.

He had told her that night, that he loved her. Pansy had let tears fall. She had fallen in love with Ron over the course of her first year of marriage but hadn’t know if it was the right time to tell him. She poured her heart out to Ron and they made love right there on the floor of the front room.

She lifted her leg out of the water, running the soft washcloth over it. Life with Ron was as ideal as it could get. Ron played great but this year he decided to take the season off. He took a bludger to his chest and broke two ribs. He was fixed up right away, but he had been roughed up over the past two years and his coach wanted him to take time off.

Ron was very wealthy now. His had increased the profitability of his team because helped with the winning streak. He could retire young if he wanted to, but he enjoyed the game too much. He also respected his coach and took his advice without a fight. She would have him all to herself for the next year. It wasn’t going to be a change since she traveled with him anyway, but this time they would have a year to do what they wanted.

They lived in a nice house in a small country village. Pansy loved the air of nature, but she liked the house the moment she saw it because it reminded her of the honeymoon cottage they had shared.

Pansy always felt her body reacting when she thought about her honeymoon. She and Ron spent the entire two weeks learning each others bodies and sharing themselves with each other. She let her head fall back against the tub and lifted her legs propping them up on the rim.

She let her hands drift down her body, cupping her breasts and imagining Ron’s hands on her. She let her hands move down more until she found her slit. She parted her lips gently, and pictured Ron’s tongue in her mind.

Slipping a finger inside herself, she rubbed her clit with her other hand. Letting out gentle sighs she brought herself to a climax and whimpered out. Ron made her cum hard, but her delicate fingers did not have the strength of his tongue. She let her body go weightless in the tub.

“Well said.” She opened her eyes and saw her husband leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom with his arms folded across his chest.

“How long were you standing there?” She asked.

“Long enough to see one hell of a show.” He said and walked up, reaching down and hauling her out of the tub. “You always look beautiful when you touch yourself.”

“Well, it always feels better when you do it.” She said, lifting her arms as he dried her off.

“What time are Ginny and Hermione meeting you?” He asked, as she walked into their bedroom, naked and drying off the back of her neck. The tips of her hair were slightly wet from the tub.

“In an hour.” She said, pulled jeans and a top from the wardrobe. “Grab me some knickers love.”

Ron grabbed her knickers and a bra, and straddled the vanity chair behind her. Pansy slipped the bra over her shoulders and allowed Ron to fasten it. He stayed behind her as she combed her hair and went through her skin care regimen. She still didn’t wear make up more then she shoulder but her skin stayed soft and her complexion pristine.

Ron reclined on their bed watching his wife dress. He never tired of looking at her, her beauty never faded to him. She smiled at him and crawled over his body, straddling his lap and leaning down to kiss him.

“Will you miss me?” She asked.

“Always.” He said, giving her bum a smack. “Don’t forget, I’m making you dinner tonight.”

“Ron, I will never forget out anniversary.” She said, biting gently on his bottom lip.

“Then why go out with the girls this afternoon?” He asked.

“Because I have to pick something up, that’s why.” She thought about her gift to him and how it would mean something special. Hopefully it would mean something special to him too.


“To five wonderful years.” Ron said smiling at his wife. They touched glasses and sipped champagne. Ron was a master chef and the mean was wonderful. “I have something for you.”

He reached down beside him, where he had something hidden. He gently placed a square box in front of her after moving her plate. “This is nice.” She said.

“Happy Anniversary Mrs. Weasley.” He said grinning.

“Thank you kindly Mr. Weasley.” She said, then slowly opened the box. “Oh Ron, it’s beautiful.” She took out the silver necklace. It was a single line with a small V that would rest at her through made up of five diamonds.

“One for every year.” Ron said fastening it around her neck then accepting her kiss.

“It somewhat matches.” She said, taking a box from her own side of the table. “This has a meaning too. Happy Anniversary.”

“Thank you.” He opened the box and took out a gold chain with a small pendant. He looked closer and looked at the engraving. ‘XIV.’ He looked to his wife. “XIV? Fourteen?”

“Yes, fourteen.” She said smiling.

“Alright, I’m not getting the riddle.” He admitted.

“Well then, I’ll refresh your memory.” She moved her chair closer and took his hand. “It was a little over five years ago. I had gotten a parchment telling me that I was now engaged to one Ronald Billius Weasley.” Ron smiled and nodded. “I was nervous and my fiancee came to my room when his family visited me and my mother. He said he wanted to talk.”

“I remember that.” He said.

“Then you also remember that I asked you if you had read the law completely.” She said.

“I remember that as well.” He said. “I told you nothing would change, you could have all of your accounts, a job, go to school, go to work, anything you wanted.”

“Yes, you said you wouldn’t take advantage of the law benefits to men.” She smiled at her husband. “I also asked you about clause fourteen.”

“Clause fourteen?” He said. His brow furled, as he thought back to the specifics of the law. He searched his mind and then his face filled with recognition and he looked back at her. “The regulations about children.”

“Yes.” Pansy smiled brighter.

“Are you trying to tell me something?” He asked.

“I’d like to have a baby.” She said without losing her smile one bit.