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Chapter 4:
What Ronnie Weasley Saw
Ronald Weasley was a five almost six year old. He had dark brown hair like his mother, but it was very straight. He had always wondered where he got the very straight hair, since both of his 'parents' had curly hair. It wasn't until they told him that his father wasn't his father, and that he was related to the infamous Weasleys, that he knew where he got his straight hair.
Other character flaws he had were also explained. Like his desire to play quidditch. Or the overwhelming feeling, he got when playing chess. He also was a Chuldley cannons fan, even though they lost every year. These 'flaws' as he put it, separated him from his 'parents' until he met his other family.
Every kid, in his opinion, had always wondered if they belonged with their family. Ronnie was no exception, and when he met the Weasleys, he wasn't sure if he wanted to go back to boring way his family was before. The Weasleys in his opinion were exactly the way a family should be. Enough differences to keep it exciting, but enough love to forgive and forget quickly. He liked every one of them at first sight, even Harry Potter, who is very intimidating at first look.
When his mother was explaining he could not help but to observe them. He noticed that they all paid attention to his mum with interest, and not politeness at all. Also he could tell who the authority figure was in the family as everyone always waited for her to speak, and reply before even the husband. He could not observe more though as he went upstairs to meet Lily Potter, who was his age.
Ronnie Weasley slowly climbed the stairs, contemplating his observances. All of the sudden he was grabbed roughly and pulled into a room.
"Wait, you aren't my family! Who are you?" A red haired girl said to him.
"I would tell you that, but I was abducted and I think you should tell me who you are first!" Ronnie Weasley said. He glared at the girl, but didn't say anymore because this was a Weasley (he could tell by the hair), and he wanted to be polite.
"Lily Potter, at you service, and this here is James." She said pointed to a boy sitting on a chair behind her. He had shaggy black hair, unlike Lily with red.
"Hello, I am Ronnie Freud." He smiled and stuck out his hand in greeting.
"Boy you must be very rich or something because, only very rich kids do that!" James said standing up. "How old are you?"
"No I am not very rich, my mom just put me in etiquette classes as soon as I was four, and this is just what people do when they meet people, especially family." Ron said. He noticed their confusion as he said family.
"You're family? Who's your mum?" Lily said, James came up beside her.
"My mum is Hermione Freud, or now she is Hermione Granger, and my dad is Ronald Weasley. " Ronald Freud said standing just a little taller.
"You're Uncle Ron's kid? He never mentioned he had one, you're lying!" James said, he face was getting red.
"I am not lying, and unlike you, I don't accuse people of lying before being proven!" Ron said. James came rushed over and slammed Ron into the floor. They rustled around on the floor, until Lily came over and pulled them apart.
"Maybe we should go down stairs. Then we could know for sure." She said as she pulled Ron away from James, and pulled him outside the door.
"Rule number one, do not act like a righteous idiot before James, because he takes offense to that. Rule number two, James knows how to fight, and as you can see, he will not hesitate to pound you. Come on let's go." Lily pulled him down stairs.
"ARE YOU GOING TO SHOW ME MY SON, OR ARE YOU GOING TO SIT THERE ALL BLOODY SAINT LIKE?" A very tall man said, as Ron came down stairs. He stood there, and looked through the door that led into the living and saw a red haired man, yelling at his mother. He saw him kneel down and whisper something into her ear. Then his mother started crying.
"If that is my father then he can go to hell!" Ronnie said. He ran towards him, and tried ramming into him, when he felt someone grab him from behind.
"Don't you hurt Uncle Ron, he may be yelling at your mum but, he never yells without a reason." Lily Potter whispered in his ear.
"Is that my son?" Ronald Weasley said, as he went toward him.
"NO, don't go near him!" Hermione screamed. She jumped over Ron and covered her son.
"Mum you're smothering me." Ronnie said, but was slightly glad. His father looked very intimidating right now.
"Let me see him, please…please…" Ron said as he covered he eyes. He was crying. "I have lost you wrongly, and now my son is being taken away from me. I just want…want…" Ron tears became too much.
"Ron…please, I'll show you your son, but not here, maybe in a park, or at my apartment, or something. This is so much right now. I have to process what you said first, and maybe have a good cry, then I am willing to talk to you, and then I am willing to show you our son, but not before then." Hermione gasped out from over her son.
"Okay, go think about what I said, and then have your cry, I will be waiting at my house. Then come apologize to me, and then to my family. For they have been blaming me for you since you left." Ron said, he got up, face filed with tears, and left with a pop. Hermione taking Ron's advice left also with a pop, holding her son dearly to her chest.
"Why do the fights always happen here?" Mr. Weasley said stuffing popcorn in his mouth.
