Ronald Weasley, more commonly known as Ron, collapsed on his couch and let out a sigh. It had been a pretty hard day for the young Auror, and he was tired, to put it lightly. All Ron wanted to do now was relax on the couch and wait for his dinner to be ready. He could hear his wife, Hermione Weasley, bustling around in the kitchen, warming up his dinner. The thought brought a smile to his face. Oh, how he loved his wife…
His thoughts were abruptly cut off by a scream. He jumped off the couch, feeling a little more than startled. Quickly coming back to his senses, he whipped out his wand and rushed towards the source of the noise: his daughter. Having taken two steps at a time on the stairs, and the fact that he had rather long legs, he managed to reach her room in record time. Ron, not even bothering to catch his breath or knock, burst through the door. He did not expect, however, the sight that would greet him.
Rose, his one and only daughter, was currently standing pressed up against one of the walls of her bedroom, a look of pure horror on her face. He followed her line of vision to see what was responsible for such a look.
There, sitting on her bed, looking all innocent, was a very large spider.
Ron stared at the arachnid, and for a moment, he could've sworn it looked right back at him. He then let out a high, somewhat girly scream.
By the time Hermione arrived on the scene, about two seconds later, Ron had already become very pale and was backing out of the room. Rose looked like she wouldn't be far behind.
Hermione shook her head, tutting softly. "For goodness sakes, Ronald, its just a spider."
"Just a spider? Just a spider!? Hermione! Look at the size of that thing!" Ron exclaimed, pointing at the disturbing creature.
"Its not that big of a deal Ron," Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
"You're not the one who—"
"—Got his teddy bear turned into a spider. Yes, I know Ron. But you really need to let it go. Besides, you're scaring Rose." Ron looked over at his daughter and saw that she had turned rather green. "Just jinx the spider so we can get on with our lives."
"R-right," Ron said as he raised his wand. He pointed it at the spider, his hand shaking slightly. The spider moved around on the bed for a moment, then stopped. Ron's hand shook quite a bit more, almost to the point where he couldn't hold his wand.
"You ca' do it, Daddy!" A small voice interrupted Hermione. Looking behind him, Ron saw his young son, Hugo. He had a big grin on his face and was waving his arms around wildly. Feeling a burst of courage, Ron spun around, raised his wand, and jinxed the spider. It fell over, looking completely defeated.
"Ha! Take that, spider!" he cried, feeling rather proud of his accomplishment.
"Hurray for Daddy!" Hugo exclaimed, hugging his father's leg. Rose, meanwhile, slowly sank to the floor, still looking slightly ill, but mostly relieved.
"Yeah, way to go Dad," she said in a weak voice.
Hermione smiled and gave her husband a pat on the back. "See? That wasn't so hard."
"Yeah, I guess it wasn't," Ron said, grinning.
While Ron wasn't looking, Hugo went over to the poor, stunned spider. Rose watched him scurry over, but couldn't really tell what he was doing. Then, he rushed back over to his father.
"Hey, Daddy!" he shouted, and then waited until he had his father's full attention. When he did, he whipped out the spider from behind his back and held it up to his father. "Look! Isn't it neat?"
Ron stared down at the spider.
And then Ron ran down the hallway.
Hermione laughed as she picked up her son. "Who knew that Ron Weasley's son would love spiders?"
A/n: This is the first story I've written in a long time, so I'm a little nervous about it. Please review and tell me what you think, even if you think it's the worst thing you've ever read. Thanks for reading. :)