"You did what?" Harry asked, as they walked down towards Luna's bakery.

"Yep." Ron said, pushing the stroller along. Katrina was napping.

Harry grinned.

"I can't believe it. But I felt ALIVE Harry. When I kissed her, I felt alive again." Ron said, remembering the touch of her lips. It had been three days since that incident, and he hadn't heard a response from her. "If only I had a time turner. I would have changed everything."

"Mate, I know what you did was wrong. But sometimes, shit like that happens so that we learn from it. I still believe you and Hermione are meant to be." Harry said as he opened the glass doors to Luna's shop.

"You never fucked up, Harry. Easy for you to say." Ron mumbled as the smell of cinnamon and pumpkin hit his nose. He looked around and saw cakes and breads stacked up on top of one another, almost touching the ceiling. Customers sat around the little white tables, chatting or reading away.

"Hi, Mr. Potter!" A young girl, no older than 16 walked up to them."Mrs. Potter said she was stepping out to grab some more Beynark seeds."

"Oh, hi Lisa. Thanks for letting me know. Did she take the kids?"

Lisa shook her head, her blond curls bouncing all over the place. "They're in the back, Sammie's watching them."

"Thanks." Harry said, patting Lisa on the head. Ron smiled and the girl's face turned red. He pretended not to notice.

"Nice place you guys run here." Ron said, grabbing an orange cupcake from one of the stands.

"I'll charge you for that." Harry joked.

"Put it on my tab. I'm only a billion in debt to you." Ron said, biting into the cupcake. "Wow. This is good!"

"It's orange fudge." Harry said leading Ron into the center of the bakery. Two wooden doors with a sign "Employees Only" stood between two large cake stands. "It's our most popular."

"I'm going to get another one." Ron said, grinning.

"Suit yourself. I don't work here." Harry said, opening the door. His oldest daughter ran up to him, crying.

"Lily, what's wrong?" he asked the young toddler, picking her up in his arms.

"She no want to give me cake." Lily cried, pointing at the skinny young girl holding James.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Potter. Mrs. Potter strictly said not to give her anymore sweets." She said, bouncing James up and down. "She's been throwing a tantrum."

Ron looked at Harry, whispering softly into Lily's ear. The little girl sniffled and shook her head. Ron sighed. Harry had this dad thing down tight. He had only just begun to gain Katrina's trust. In reality, he didn't know much about his daughter.

He placed the half eaten cupcake down, his appetite gone.

You've really fucked up, haven't you?He thought, zoning out all noise. The tight feeling in his chest returned.

I'm paying for my mistakes, he said to himself.

Really? Because it looks like you're not capable of being a father.

What would you know? Get out of my head!

I know because I am you, Ron. Stop pretending to be someone you're not. You're a fuck up. You were lucky to have Hermione and then you rejected her for physical pleasure. You can't be a father. You'll never be a father.

I will be the best father. I will become someone that my family can be proud of. Someone Hermione can be proud of.

Ha. You haven't been to work in months. You live with you mom. You're scum. SCUM.

Ron closed his eyes, shaking his head. The voice eating away at him was becoming louder, his ears ringing.

YOU'LL NEVER BE SOMEONE RON. NOT A FATHER. NOT A HUSBAND. YOU'RE WORTHLESS. YOU DON'T EVEN DESERVE TO HAVE FRIENDS LIKE HARRY SUPPORTING YOU, REASONING WITH YOU. MAKING YOU BELIEVE YOU MADE A MISTAKE. ADMIT IT RON. ADMIT IT!

"SHUT UP!" Ron fell to the floor, holding his head. He could hear the pounding in his ears, the throbbing of his veins as the blood rushed to his head. His vision went blurry. He could feel the hot tears running down his cheeks.

"Ron!"

"Oh my gosh."

"Luna, take the kids out of here! Tawny, help her!"

Ron could barely make out the voices hurling around him. There were too many voices. All speaking at once.

He felt someone lift him off the floor. He saw a blur of a face, his green eyes urging him to come to his senses. He shook his head again, and saw Harry in front of him. His mouth was moving but he couldn't make out what he was saying.

"I'm a fuck up." Ron said, feeling his head go dizzy. His legs gave out and he fell to the floor, everything going black and silent.