~A/N~ This is my second song fic. I think it's alot better than the first one, Mood Ring.

The Saddest Song

Harry Potter is in his late 20's. He married Ginny and they had a son named Ron on August 3rd. Harry has been away with the OotP for 3 years trying to stop Voldermort for the third time. He misses Ron so his decides to write him a letter.

Only two more days, until your birthday Yesterday was mine You'll be turning five I know what it's like, growing up without your father in your life So I pretend, I'm doing all I can And I hope someday you'll find it in your heart

To understand Why I'm not around

And forgive me for not being in your life

Ronald Potter sits by the window. It's raining outside and his mom is reading him a letter daddy sent from Spain. He sighed. 'Daddy come home' he thought.

I remember waiting For you to come Remember waiting For you to call Remember waiting there to find nothing at all I remember waiting For you to come Remember waiting For you to call Waiting there to find nothing at all

As Harry kept writing he thought about how much he'd probably missed in the three years he was gone. He barley even knows his son. Yea they write letters but it's not the same.

maybe someday you really get to know me not just the letters read to you I pray I get the chance To make it up to you We got a lot of catching up to do

So I pretend, I'm doing all I can And hope someday you'll find it in your heart

To understand Why I'm not around And forgive me for not being in your life

When Harry finished writing the letter he thought about the summer before his fifth year. It was the second time Voldermort had come back and he waited all summer for Hermoine and Ron to write something about it. He remembered how much he wanted them to write what exactly was going on. "Harry," Someone interrupted his thoughts,"Dumbledore has something he wants you to do."

I remember waiting For you to come Remember waiting For you to call Remember waiting there to find nothing at all I remember waiting

For you to come

Remember waiting For you to call Waiting there to find nothing at all

"Ron" he heard his mothers voice crack behind him. He turned from the window and ran into her arms. "Mommy," he looked concerned, "Why are you crying?" "Because honey," she could barely talk," Daddy's home" She replied smiling. Ron looked down the hallway and there Harry was. Standing tall ready to embrace him. Ready to be daddy again. Ron jumped out of his mother's arms and ran and jumped into Harry's. Everyone was crying and hugging and kissing. Harry whispered into his son's ear.

Forgive me! I'm so sorry! I will make it up to you....

~A/N~ SO! What did you think? I admit the title made the fic kind of oxy- moron. I dunno. You tell me. R&R plz.