Summary

Hermione is living in the muggle world as a crime investigator, with her two and a half year old son. Ron is the father, but lives in the wizarding world. He is a star quidditch player and barely makes time for his son. He is always late to see him or to pick him up. Will Ron get his act together and be there while his son grows up?

And when Hermione gets assigned to a devastating case that brings back terrible memories from her childhood it changes her life and makes her realize that she needs Ron. But does Ron have the time to make the commitment? Does he want to? Both of them know they love each other, but they never take the initiative. And if they did, between raising their child and Hermione and Ron'stime consuming careers is their enough time for them to have a relationship?

A struggle… an almost broken family… and a life changing event, will it bring them together? Or push them apart?

Chapter One

"Mommy when Daddy goin ta be here?"Two and a half year old Asher Weasley asked impatiently as he and his mom, Hermione Granger, ate popcorn and watched TV.

"I don't know baby. Hopefully soon. Do you want some ice cream while we wait?" Hermione brushed the redhair out of her son's eyes as he yawned helplessly. It was 9:30 PM, and Ron was thirty minutes late as always. Hermione expected it, but her son did not. He worshiped the ground Ron walked on, and always wanted to spend time with him. Hermione wanted to spend time with him too, but Asher didn't understand why his Daddy was almost never around, and Hermione did.

"Iscream! Iscream!" Asher screamed helplessly, running into the kitchen and attempting to jump on the counter. He failed and fell backwards on his bum. Hermione scooped him up and set him on the counter as she opened the freezer.

"Swaberry!" Asher demanded. His speech wasn't very good, he had trouble enunciating most words, but he was getting better. Hermione and he worked on that almost daily.+

"Okay okay," Hermione smiled, before grabbing a small bowl and scooping Asher some strawberry ice cream. She handed him the bowl and he selfishly grabbed it. Hermione turned around to get a spoon, but that didn't stop Asher from eating his ice cream. By the time Hermione turned around to give him a spoon he already had his face in the bowl eating the ice cream.

"Asher!" Hermione scolded as the door to their apartment opened, and sure enough it was Ron.

"Use the spoon," Hermione demanded as Ron walked into the kitchen hugging Hermione briefly and giving her a kiss on the lips before directing his attention to his son, who still refused to use the spoon. Asher hadn't even realized Ron entered the room. He was still sitting on the counter making a mess of himself .

"Asher use the spoon or I will take the ice cream away," Hermione said thrusting the spoon into his hand. Asher soonlooked up and his eyes immediately brightened.

"Daddy! Daddy!" He exclaimed standing up on the counter. He was about to jump and try and get into Ron's arms, even thoughRon was too far away to catch him. Hermione gasped as Asher jumped, still smiling, and luckily Ron moved forward and caught him.

"Hey buddy," he said swinging him through the air. Asher clung to Ron tightly,the strawberry ice cream that was all over his clothes was now on Ron's too.

"I knew the ice cream was a bad idea," Hermione muttered grabbing a wash cloth and cleaning up the mess that was all over the counters.

"Aw it's okay Hermione," Ron said still holding Asher in his arms.

"Yeah? Well you go get him cleaned up then," Hermione said continuing to clean up the mess.

"Okay," Ron started," come on buddy. Let's go get you unsticky!" Ron said to Asher while running into his room and getting him changed into clean pajamas. By the time Ron was done cleaning Asher up Hermione was already asleep on the couch.

Asher was walking out of his room with his stuffed penguin in his arms, yawning, whenRon glanced at the couch and saw Hermione soundly asleep. Asher,not caring that Hermione needed rest,ran over to the couch tripping over his pajama bottoms that were a little too long, and jumped, landing right on Hermione's stomach.

"Wake up Mommy," Asher squealed.

"Ow, Asher honey, okay I am up," Hermione sat up tipping Asher over in the process. He laughed loudly before yawning.

Ron watched silently… smiling at them… he was happy, but he didn't know they weren't. Hermione desperately needed some rest and Asher needed his dad there for him more often.

"Well I am going to take off," Ron said heading towards the door.

"Ron, wait… you just got here," Hermione said picking Asher up and getting off the couch.

"I know, but it looks like he is going to be going to bed soon so…"

"Well stay… you can still spend some time with me," Hermione said awkwardly, smiling she grabbed Ron's hand and pulled him back into the living room.

"Okay," Ron smiled, noticing that Asher was already asleep in Hermione's arms.

"Just hang on. Let me go put him to bed," Hermione said, feeling excited. She and Ron hadn't spent time together in a really long time. Between her job and his and Asher they didn't really have the time to be with each other.

Hermione gentlylaid Asher on the bed and pulled the covers over his small body. He wassmall for his age, never gaining much weight. The doctors were concerned and gave him some medicine that he now had to take everyday. Hermione and Ron, were both worried too, constantly feeding him junk food in hopes of making him gain weight.

Asher had Ron's red hair color and green eyes, but he obviously had Hermione's hair. He had a head full of impossible curly red hair.

'Good thing he is a boy,' Hermione thought, kissing him on the forehead.

Hermione waited a couple of minutes to make sure he was asleep before she went back into the living room to talk to Ron. Ron was sitting on the couch watching TV as he waited. He had become quite accustomed to muggle things since Hermionemovedto the muggle world. She scarcely used magic, and Asher knew nothing about it. At least for now. They would eventually tell him, but as long as Hermione was living in the muggle world he would know nothing of magic.

A/N: I hope you all like it. This is different from anything I have written, but it came to me and I thought it was a pretty good idea. Please review.