FIC(let): So this is it (Ron Weasley)
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obeetaybeeTitle: So This Is It
Character(s): Ron Weasley
Rating: PG
Word Count: 591
Summary: Ron runs into an old friend while awaiting news.
Author's Note: So very unbeta'd. All mistakes mine. A bit of a sequel to "what's that you say?"
So this is it.
My life as I know it is over forever come nine months from now.
I should have expected it, aye? I mean, we’ve been trying forever, not that I’m complaining…about the trying part I mean, because that’s been fun, but now…
Now I’m going to be a dad. I’m going to be someone’s dad.
I think I might need to throw up. ‘S’cuse me. I’ll be right back.
*
Right. Anyway, where was I? Oh, right. I’m to be a dad.
She’s going to see…what did she call it? An ultra…ultrasonographer! That’s right. She said they’ll be able to see the baby inside her using waves or something. I don’t know how they’ll be able to see the baby using water, but who am I to understand the ways of Muggles.
I wanted to go with her, but I was on assignment for work. Where do I work? Well that’s a bit tricky, you see, I’m an Unspeakable. Yeah, me! I know! I thought for sure I’d be an Auror back in school too, but that’s Hermione’s department. She’s brilliant at it too. A natural, they said.
So, uh, yeah. Her mum’s with her this time.
I can’t believe how nervous I am. Do you mind waiting with me, mate? No? Thanks. No, I mean it. It really means a lot. Let me buy you a pint and we’ll talk. Catch up, like. I don’t know how much I’ll be able to tell you, but we can try, right?
*
Harry? Well, we haven’t seen hide or hair of him in about three years now. Yeah after the final, well, after he defeated Voldemort, aw come on, don’t look so shocked now. He’s really gone this time, no need to flinch at his name.
Well, as I was saying, after he defeated You-Know-Who, there you happy now? He disappeared. Said he needed some time to himself and poof, he Disapparated and we haven’t seen him since.
What? Of course I’m angry. And hurt. He was my best mate, you know?
How did—Ginny?
No, she didn’t take it well at all. Listen mate, I’m glad we’ve run into one another, but I’d rather not talk about Ginny right now. She’s, well she’s staging a bit of a one woman rebellion. We don’t like to talk about it. She’s breaking my mum’s heart though, I’ll tell you that.
Oh wait, is that Hermione? Stay right there, mate, aye? I’ll go tell her you’re here. Oh no. Look at her face. It must not be good news, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her so pale.
*
What am I looking at here Hermione? I see white parchment with black blobs all over it. It’s your womb, you say? Mmkay, if you say so. But what are you pointing at? In this big blob there are three little ones and you said they’re babies.
Babies? As in more than one? As in three? Three babies?
No, I’m fine. The room’s starting to spin a bit, though. Why you suddenly so blurry Her—
*
What happened? Why am I on the floor? I passed out? Why?
Babies. Three babies. Are you sure? Show me again. And you heard all three heartbeats? You’re beautiful, you know. No you are. Help me up, mate. I need to give my wife a kiss. She’s making me a dad, don’t you know. To three babies.
What? Yeah you go and do that. I have a feeling we’ll need all the nappies we can get.
fin
Character(s): Ron Weasley
Rating: PG
Word Count: 591
Summary: Ron runs into an old friend while awaiting news.
Author's Note: So very unbeta'd. All mistakes mine. A bit of a sequel to "what's that you say?"
So this is it.
My life as I know it is over forever come nine months from now.
I should have expected it, aye? I mean, we’ve been trying forever, not that I’m complaining…about the trying part I mean, because that’s been fun, but now…
Now I’m going to be a dad. I’m going to be someone’s dad.
I think I might need to throw up. ‘S’cuse me. I’ll be right back.
*
Right. Anyway, where was I? Oh, right. I’m to be a dad.
She’s going to see…what did she call it? An ultra…ultrasonographer! That’s right. She said they’ll be able to see the baby inside her using waves or something. I don’t know how they’ll be able to see the baby using water, but who am I to understand the ways of Muggles.
I wanted to go with her, but I was on assignment for work. Where do I work? Well that’s a bit tricky, you see, I’m an Unspeakable. Yeah, me! I know! I thought for sure I’d be an Auror back in school too, but that’s Hermione’s department. She’s brilliant at it too. A natural, they said.
So, uh, yeah. Her mum’s with her this time.
I can’t believe how nervous I am. Do you mind waiting with me, mate? No? Thanks. No, I mean it. It really means a lot. Let me buy you a pint and we’ll talk. Catch up, like. I don’t know how much I’ll be able to tell you, but we can try, right?
*
Harry? Well, we haven’t seen hide or hair of him in about three years now. Yeah after the final, well, after he defeated Voldemort, aw come on, don’t look so shocked now. He’s really gone this time, no need to flinch at his name.
Well, as I was saying, after he defeated You-Know-Who, there you happy now? He disappeared. Said he needed some time to himself and poof, he Disapparated and we haven’t seen him since.
What? Of course I’m angry. And hurt. He was my best mate, you know?
How did—Ginny?
No, she didn’t take it well at all. Listen mate, I’m glad we’ve run into one another, but I’d rather not talk about Ginny right now. She’s, well she’s staging a bit of a one woman rebellion. We don’t like to talk about it. She’s breaking my mum’s heart though, I’ll tell you that.
Oh wait, is that Hermione? Stay right there, mate, aye? I’ll go tell her you’re here. Oh no. Look at her face. It must not be good news, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her so pale.
*
What am I looking at here Hermione? I see white parchment with black blobs all over it. It’s your womb, you say? Mmkay, if you say so. But what are you pointing at? In this big blob there are three little ones and you said they’re babies.
Babies? As in more than one? As in three? Three babies?
No, I’m fine. The room’s starting to spin a bit, though. Why you suddenly so blurry Her—
*
What happened? Why am I on the floor? I passed out? Why?
Babies. Three babies. Are you sure? Show me again. And you heard all three heartbeats? You’re beautiful, you know. No you are. Help me up, mate. I need to give my wife a kiss. She’s making me a dad, don’t you know. To three babies.
What? Yeah you go and do that. I have a feeling we’ll need all the nappies we can get.
fin
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Date: 2006-06-12 03:19 am (UTC)I'm also very curious about ginny's one-woman rebellion. :P
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Date: 2006-06-12 03:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-12 03:42 am (UTC)Your writing inspired me. I have a fic in works now for 7spells. Except I should really get to bed and leave it for tomorrow. I'm not sure it's coming out well anyway. I like the idea but not the way I'm writing it. Eh.
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Date: 2006-06-12 03:57 am (UTC)And trust me, I know all to well about the "i like the idea, but not the way I'm writing it thing..."
If you get really stuck, try it in another person or tense...1st or second. Sometimes that helps me.
Right now I've got a Mauraders era smut bunny jumping around in my head. Lily Evans has a dirty, dirty mind type of thing.
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Date: 2006-06-12 09:07 am (UTC)So very cute. Even though Ron and Hermione aren't a ship I normally sail (who needs canon anyway?) I very much enjoyed this piece and the one before it.
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Date: 2006-06-12 01:11 pm (UTC)Who do you ship, if you don't mind me asking?
Thanks for reading. I was in the mood for a bit of fluff. :)
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Date: 2006-06-12 01:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-12 02:23 pm (UTC)