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Flying

If Ron had been walking on air after Pansy told him that they were going to be parents; that he was going to be a father; that the heir charm's intentions had been circumvented - then he was definitely flying now. Charlie's letter firmly in his hand (more like wadded up in his hand in actuality), Ron ran all the way up several flights of stairs in order to share his good news with Pansy.

He finally found her on their bed reading while she distractedly played with Sugar by dangling a stuffed mouse in front of her by a string. Closing the door, he bounded onto the bed causing her to squeak in surprise.

"Merlin, Ron," she further squeaked. However, she was unable to fuss any further at him because he captured her lips with a searing kiss.

It didn't take long before she started to respond to his insistent kisses. He pushed her book aside as he came to lie beside her as their lips remained connected. Slowly, Ron's hands started to graze along Pansy's hips and sides; her muffled moans sending him further into orbit as his hand came to rest on her thicker waist, which reminded him why he had come running into their room in the first place instead of joining Harry and Ginny on the Quidditch pitch.

Regretfully, he pulled away from her and smiled at the whimper she uttered, her eyes open and pleading, full of desire.

"I heard from Charlie," he said, caressing her face. "Actually great news."

"What?" she replied excitedly, sitting up though her eyes remained locked with his.

"He found a position in the main office for me," Ron started; he knew his smile was growing bigger with every word. "And the best part of the position is, is they don't care if I have my NEWTS or not."

He watched gleefully as Pansy's mouth started to flap as she stuttered trying to form a sentence. Laughing, he shut her up again with a quick kiss, before continuing, "Yes love, if you don't mind living with Charlie, we can leave for Romania as soon as the trial is over."

Ron didn't know what happened or even how it happened but somehow he found himself on his back laughing while his beautiful happy wife straddled his lap. Seeing her so happy, his laughter trailed off as he realized he had never seen her this happy before - he just hoped that this was only the beginning of many more of these smiles.

Pulling up to rest on his elbows, he whispered, "Kiss me love."

"I love you," she whispered before she did much more than just kiss him.