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Restless

Pansy wouldn't stop pacing.

No matter what Ron did. Regardless of the number of times he asked her to stop. Or simply, physically restrained her when she got close enough for him to grab her.

Then for ten minutes, he would get a moment's peace as she curled up on his lap and let him hold her before starting to squirm. When he would let go, she would bound out of his lap only to start pacing again.

He was about at his wits end with her when a knock on their door finally brought her most recent round of pacing to a halt. When the door actually opened, she ran back towards him as he stood up. She had firmly wrapped her arms around him when not only did Kingsley and the Headmistress enter the room but also his father and Charlie, Lucius Malfoy, Herrod Parkinson and two other people that Ron didn't recognize but assumed them to be from the Ministry by the colour of their robes.

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, I believe you know everyone except Bartholomew Digsby with the Department of Mysteries and Nicholas Merrill with the Department of Magical Law Enforcement," Kingsley's booming voice filled the room.

Ron just nodded his head in response to the introduction but didn't say anything as Pansy clung tighter to his side.

Kingsley continued, "Mrs. Weasley, Mr. Digsby needs to examine your hands to officially verify for the Ministry that you are a Guardian."

Looking down towards Pansy, he watched as she merely stretched out her hands but didn't leave his side. He brought his arm down from around her shoulders and placed his hand against the small of her back and gave her a gentle shove forward but she simply refused too.

Sighing, he turned and watched as Mr. Digsby, a round man in his sixties with salt and pepper hair, move towards where Pansy stood. Ron's eyes remained on him as he fought the urge to wrap his arm around her again.

"Mrs. Weasley, I promise I don't bite," Mr. Digsby said gently. "May I touch your hands?"

Pansy nodded.

Ron watched as he examined her hands carefully, outlining the various markings before flipping them over.

After a few minutes, Mr. Digsby asked gently, "Has anyone explained these markings to you?"

"No sir," she replied timidly. Ron would have been surprised if anyone outside of himself and Mr. Digsby heard her.

"Well how about I visit with you and your husband sometime next week and we can discuss this more fully?"

"I would like that very much sir," Pansy replied softly but with a smile that warmed Ron's heart. He was glad to see her trust enough to even consider meeting with him.

"Very well. I will call on you two next weeks," Mr. Digsby replied before turning to the others in the room and announcing, "It is confirmed. Pansy Weasley is a Guardian."

"I'm sorry Mrs. Weasley but Zacharias Smith with face death for his crimes committed against you," Kingsley sighed. "I know that is not what you want but the laws regarding the protection of Guardians is quite clear. But I guess the more important issue we all need to discuss is what actually occurred the night that Callum and Phineas "Finny" Parkinson died."

Ron felt Pansy begin to shake. He quickly pulled her back into his body and wrapping his arm around her. Kissing her on the top of her head, he whispered, "Everything will be okay."

Kingsley continued, "Seeing as we have no other witnesses to the night's events, Mrs. Weasley, you and Mr. Charlie Weasley will need to give us your memories of the night in question."

The only sound in the room was the sound of Ron catching Pansy as they fell to the floor, due to her fainting.