Thanks to all who reviewed! You guys are all great! This story I just did because I was in the mood for a Ron and Hermione story and well, the plot un folded so here it is!!!

"Ginny I don't know how to react to him, he makes it so unpredictable, and frustrating." Hermione said. They were sitting at their favorite restaurant, Kettle Kastle.

"Is that any different then before, when you were his friend?" Ginny said. She had a twinkle in her eye.

"No, I guess not, anyway I'm meeting him in an hour, and I would like a shower, so we have to cut this short." Hermione said. She stood and got ready to leave when Ginny out her hand on Hermione's shoulder.

"Are you going to show him Ronnie? He is the only one who didn't really get introduced to him, and he so polite and adorable, I think Lily has a little crush on him." Ginny smiled.

"No, he is in a school I put him in last fall, did you know he is turning five next week? I feel so old, but I am only twenty four." Hermione sighed.

"No time like the present to make babies! I always thought we would get married together, and well I am getting married in one year. The sooner the better I say." Ginny laughed at Hermione expression.

"Ginny! I don't even know anyone to do that with Ronnie, let alone get married!" Hermione said quickly getting angry.

"I think you know a certain red head who would gladly get married to you, in an instant." Ginny said mysteriously.

"Well, that certain red head is currently raging mad at me, and waiting for me at my house. So, please excuse me before I go and make more drama between him and me." Hermione left in a huff.

Ginny sat there and smiled.

(A few hours later, and by the way Hermione's husband moved out)

Even though Hermione tried to keep those thoughts from entering her mind, Hermione couldn't help but see that Ron was as handsome as ever. His once long lanky body grew more muscled and more toned. He grew into his height and (Hermione blushed) his length. Ron was currently yelling at her for not bringing Ronnie, and she couldn't help but smile at his flushed face and bright eyes. She remembered the time they made love, and remembered that he was excellent in that sport too.

"Ron would you please calm down, he is in school!" Hermione smiled at his expression. He looked like a fish.

"You could of told me before I started yelling." Ron huffed and leaned against the kitchen counter, he crossed his arms. He looked almost comical.

"Well, no one can get a word in, when you're on the warpath! God forbid, when you're mad at me!" Hermione yelled. She flushed and opened the fridge she had. She brought out meat, and condiments. Then, she grabbed the bread from the cupboard.

"Hermione I'm sorry, I know I'm a git, but I just want to know what's going on in his life!" Ron said he grabbed some plates for Hermione, and started making a sandwich for himself.

"Maybe you should ask him yourself! He should be coming home pretty soon. In fact, he really wants to be taught quidditch, and I just know the perfect person to teach him." Hermione winked at Ron, and started making a sandwich also.

"Wow, really? I can't wait…wait can I stay here until he gets here?" Ron asked.

"Sure, I mean we still have to go over his living arrangements. Do you want him on weekends, or what?" Hermione asked. She regretted it the minute she said it though, for Ron's face got a dark shade of red.

"Why don't we move in together, or I don't know I could see him in the afternoons, or something." Ron said, very quietly like he was trying to hold in his anger.

"Ron…what's wrong? Can't we work through this?" Hermione said touching his shoulder. Ron turned around and Hermione saw that he was crying.

"Hermione, You have no idea how much I missed you. Everyday, I regretted even seeing Lavender, because that girl keeps coming in between us. I loved...I mean I love you, still, and know I missed a big part of my son's life, and I don't know what to do, I want to see him and you together, I still want to go, and make children with you, and then see our hundreds of grandchildren grow up. This is what I want, but I just don't know anymore…look I gotta go, I'll back in a few hours and pick up Ronnie." Ron said pouring tears down his cheeks. He got up and walked out the door. Hermione kneeled on the floor and cried.

(A few hours later)

Ron returned to Hermione's apartment, but when he knocked on Hermione's door, he didn't look in her eyes, when she opened it for him. All he looked was Ronnie, looking very mad at him right know. Ron grinned; Ronnie looked so much like him when he was a young boy. He could tell he was very loyal.

"So, ready to go? I brought a broom just for you." Ron showed him the broom he just bought, the newest edition TWINKLE, just for the kids.

"That must have been expensive." Hermione said, Ron finally looked up at her.

"It is a make up present for all the ones I missed, and besides I heard that you were interested in quidditch, and no boy should be without a broom." Ron said looking back at Ronnie. He was looked less angry, and more enthusiastic.

"Let's go! This looks so cool." Ronnie said grabbing his father's hand and heading out the door.

"Be back within a few hours!" Hermione grinned. She rolled her eyes and muttered something that sounded a lot like 'boys'

"So, Ron, or do you want to be called Ronnie, or sport, or what?" Ron said as they headed towards a quidditch practice field.

"Ronnie's nice especially from you." Ronnie said.

"I call you Ronnie then!" Ron grinned. "So, Ronnie I know we haven't had the best start, but I would like to get to know you, and such, since you are my son and all."

"There isn't much to say, I mean I am five…I guess I could say that I pretty smart." Ronnie said.

"Speaking like you do now, and being five, it is not surprising that you are smart." Ron said.

"Well, tell me about yourself, then, starting in school!" Ronnie said.

"Maybe we should start quidditch first then I'll tell you, it is a long story." Ron laughed.

An hour and half later, to tired boys headed for some ice cream and sat down at the joining park.

"Why did you leave mommy?" Ronnie asked. His ice cream went all over his shirt.

"I didn't leave her; it was a mistake what happened, and very confusing. I don't really understand it right now. So, I honestly can't answer you right know." Ron said, sighing into his ice cream.

"Well, I have noticed she seems to cry a lot more when you're around, I think she likes you to, I mean, daddy, or I guess my old dad, kept trying to say that, but, mommy kept making him be quiet." Ronnie said.

"Wow, you really think so? I guess we'll never know until she confesses what she feels to me. As you get older, it gets harder to give your love to someone, because you realized what they can do to it. I guess your mother is afraid." Ron stood and paced around. "Why don't we go for some more quidditch, and then surprise your mom with dinner?"

"OK, Dad…you do know that I don't hate you anymore?" Ronnie said grinning up at him.

"Yeah I kind-of guessed it, after the significant lack of mean glances." Ron said grinning back

"Come on let-s go I want to learn that Wronksi Faint thingy." Ronnie mounted his broom.

"It amazes me how much your like your mother." Ron said laughing at his determination.

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Ahhh…some little Father Son time…!!!!!! Sorry for the long update…Senior year is so hectic!

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