Ron Weasley was having a fairly good '8th' year at Hogwarts so far. Granted, it was only a month into said year, but it was going well. He and Hermione were going to get married as soon as they finished this year and he would be going into Auror training with his best mate, Harry Potter.

Harry hadn't been too sure that he wanted to be an Auror, after the war and all, but Ron had badgered him into agreeing. He didn't want to go by himself, after all, and Harry could be good fun, when he wasn't letting himself get all depressed over stupid things. Like the people who had died in the war. Harry couldn't help that they had died. It was their own fault for getting in the way.

He was sitting in the common room for the 8th year students, waiting for Harry to come down for breakfast. He was running late this morning and, if he didn't hurry, Ron was going to leave without him. Draco Malfoy walked past him on his way out and Ron sneered at his back. Malfoy may have switched sides with Snape during the war, but Ron still hated him. He hated that the git was trying to be friends with Harry. Harry wasn't stupid enough to fall for that.

Ron was getting ready to leave when he heard Harry slowly come down the stairs. His steps seemed heavier than normal, and he'd had a rough time getting out of bed this morning. As Ron noticed the dark circles under Harry's eyes, he wondered if he was still having problems sleeping. Ron knew that Harry'd had nightmares while You-Know-Who was alive, but Ron would've thought that, now that the bastard was dead, Harry would be sleeping better. Thank God Harry put up silencing charms around his bed now, so that Ron wouldn't have to hear the whimpering and crying.

"Hey Harry. What took you so long this morning?" Ron was eager to get to the Great Hall for breakfast.

"Erm...just slow going this morning. Hey, I heard someone talking and want to ask you about it."

"Sure, what did you hear?" Ron covered his sigh and barely kept from rolling his eyes. Probably some stupid wizarding custom that Harry had never heard of before. He really should just accept things and not question so much, it only annoyed Ron.

"Well, it's something I've never heard of before. They were talking about somebody's relative, a male relative, being pregnant. I didn't know..."

Ron felt his stomach turn over. Please tell me he's not GAY! "Oh God! That is just so wrong! It's disgusting! How could two men do...THAT? It's wrong! Men aren't supposed to do that!" Ron could feel himself going red in the face. He knew that his brother was gay and Ginny was supposed to be bisexual, but really! He wasn't going to accept his best mate being...being...GAY!

"Ron? What's wrong with two men?" Harry looked confused, and Ron felt his stomach turn again.

"That is just sick! Men aren't supposed to be together. It's wrong!" Hermione had begun talking about the Christian's God this summer and there were quite a few reasons why Ron found it appealing. The number one reason was that Hermione was a Christian. Second, it seemed a whole lot more normal than some of the stuff that went on here!

Harry put his hands up and backed away a step. "Look, just forget I brought it up. I didn't know you felt that strongly about it. It was just something I overheard and was curious about."

"Don't let it give you ideas that it's alright to be that way! Men are made to be with women, not other men." Harry would have to realize that it was wrong and that was that! Ronald Weasley was not going to stand for his best mate being gay.

"Okay Ron. Let's drop the subject now. You're getting all worked up over nothing."

Ron began to calm down. Apparently, Harry had seen reason. "Sorry mate. Didn't mean to go off on you like that."

"It's alright Ron." Harry started out of the portrait hole and they walked to the Great Hall for breakfast.


The days passed into weeks and Ron began to notice a few things about Harry that he really didn't like. First, he was really trying to be friends with that blonde git, Malfoy. Malfoy seemed honest about wanting to be Harry's friend, too, but Ron knew he couldn't be trusted. Second, he noticed that Harry looked at guys. A LOT of guys. And not their faces either. He looked at their hands, their legs, and, worst of all, their arses. It seemed that he had been right. Harry was gay. He began to avoid being around Harry and wouldn't talk to him, unless he really had to.

The day before school broke for the Christmas holidays, Ron decided that he'd had enough pretending to accept Harry being gay. Harry asked him a question and Ron turned his back on him and walked away. He wasn't going to be seen in the presence of someone who so obviously broke all the rules of Hermione's God.

He went to the Quidditch pitch and cast a warming spell on a patch of grass. He wanted to stay away from Harry. Hermione came to find him later, in tears. She told him what had happened between her and Harry in the hallway after he had walked away. He held her and pressed a kiss to her hair.

"We don't need him. What he's doing is wrong. You know it and I know it. I won't be seen around someone with morals like that. You shouldn't either."

Hermione choked back a sob. "Ron? Do you think we could be wrong? Professor Snape said that over half of the wizarding world is either gay or bisexual. Did you know that Ginny is with Luna Lovegood and that Seamus and Dean are a couple?"

Ron made a disgusted face. "Yes. And it's gross!"

Hermione sighed. "Thank you for being here for me. I love you."

Ron kissed her hair again. "I love you, too. You know we're right. It may take everyone a while, but they'll eventually see that it's not right."

Draco Malfoy and Professor Snape walked up to the pitch, not noticing the couple at first. They seemed to be looking for someone. Malfoy saw them before Snape did.

"Oh look, it's the Homophobic Duo! Not that you two pay any attention to anyone other than yourselves, but have you seen Harry?"

"Why would we want to be seen with that?" Ron sneered.

Snape walked up to him and grabbed the front of his robes, hauling the teen to his feet. "Have. You. Seen. Harry. Potter? It was a simple question Mr. Weasley. It would behoove you to answer it, or I will think that you had something to do with Mr. Potter's disappearance." The professor's voice was like icicles dripping.

"No. We haven't seen the Gay Wonder." Ron tried to remove Snape's hands from the front of his robes, but was unsuccessful.

"Oh, by the way, Weasel, your sister wrote to your mother, letting her know what you and your bint did to Harry. I wouldn't want to be you when she gets her hands on you."


Christmas was very uncomfortable at the Burrow. His Mum had been frantic when Harry hadn't got off of the Express at King's Cross Station. She and his Dad glared at Ron and Hermione when they had gotten off, though. Malfoy had walked up to his parents and told them that Harry was already at Grimmauld Place with Sirius and Remus. Another gay couple, Ron thought angrily. No wonder Harry's messed up!

He heard a choking noise and looked around to see Hermione staring at Ginny and Luna, snogging each other as if their lives depended on it. Malfoy smiled at them and gave Ginny and Luna each a hug before apparating away.

By the time they arrived at the Burrow, Ron and Hermione had been subjected to an angry tirade from his mother. He was getting sick of hearing about Harry Bloody Potter. If he didn't want to conform to Ron's way of thinking, then he could go off and be bloody Malfoy's friend. Ron didn't care one way or another.

Ron and Hermione were actually looking forward to getting back to Hogwarts. This had been, by far, the worst holiday he could remember. His mum wasn't speaking to him, the twins were pranking him and Hermione constantly and, to put the proverbial cherry on top, Charlie had threatened to beat him within an inch of his life. Why the hell would Charlie care about the Gay Wonder? Don't tell me that he wants to be with that...freak? Ron was disgusted.

When they got back to Platform 9 3/4, Bill and Charlie pulled Ron and Hermione aside and began to talk to them about being more accepting toward Harry. As if I want to be around that freak! Ron stopped listening to them, just wanting to get on the train and get away from his weird family.

He and Hermione walked away and boarded the train. They sat by themselves in the last passenger car. At least they wouldn't have to be around anyone who didn't think like them. They snuggled for a few minutes, but then the compartment was filled with a strange blue smoke, coming from one of the pockets on his coat.

After the smoke cleared, he got a good look at Hermione and yelled. She screamed when she saw his face. Hermione transfigured a book into a mirror, so that they could see what had happened. They both had frizzy rainbow coloured hair, heavy white makeup and bright red round squishy noses. Hermione took off out of the compartment and ran forward, up the length of the train.

Ron sat and fumed. He knew that the twins were responsible for this, they were getting back at them for how he and Hermione had treated Harry. They were, in essence, calling them clowns. He tried scrubbing the white makeup off, but found that it wouldn't budge. He saw a group of people standing outside of the compartment, staring at him. He threatened to hex them, but all they did was laugh at him.

This lasted for about an hour, then the prank wore off. They were both angry now. How dare Fred and George do this to them? He would write to them and let them know that their gag was not appreciated. By the time the train pulled into the station at Hogsmeade, he had sent the letter off to his brothers with Pig.

Two days later, he received an answer to his letter. It was a photograph, taken of Ron and the twins when they were younger. It had been ripped to pieces. There was no letter, just the pieces of the photograph.


Ron and Hermione avoided everyone once they got back after the holidays. They also chose to stay at Hogwarts over the Easter break. Ron wasn't having a repeat of the Christmas hols. They didn't know where Harry and Draco had gone, but neither did they care. They sat for their N.E.W.T.s and prepared themselves for graduation.

Harry had been charming the curtains to his bed closed, no one could open them from the outside. Ron had tried once, right after they got back from the disastrous Christmas holiday, but it was like they were made of stone.

Ron was watching Harry. His former best mate seemed to be getting more and more depressed. Good, thought Ron. Maybe he's realized what a good friend I was and wants to make it up to me and Hermione. But Harry never approached them. He stayed mostly to himself, occasionally chatting with Malfoy, the git, but rarely anyone else. He overheard Malfoy talking to Snape about it, once, but didn't think anything came of it.

May 19th:

Everyone had gathered in the Great Hall for lunch. Professor McGonagall stood in front of the head table and raised her hands for silence. "I have an announcement to make. A rare event has occurred here at Hogwarts this year."

The doors to the Great Hall opened and Ron saw his parents walk in, followed by Sirius and Remus Lupin-Black. They were followed by Harry and his brother Charlie. Charlie's arm was around Harry, supporting him as he walked, and Harry was carrying a blanket in his arms as if it were the most precious object on the face of the earth. He snorted into his soup and looked at Hermione. She had turned a horrible shade of green as she watched Harry and Charlie walk up the centre aisle.

McGonagall began speaking again. "It is not very often that a student here has a child. It is even more rare for that student to be a male. I would like to introduce Mr. Harry Potter, his fiance, Mr. Charles Weasley and their daughter, Lily Margaret Potter."

The Great Hall erupted in applause and cat calls to the couple. Ron's jaw dropped and he looked at Hermione. She looked like she was going to vomit. Ron stood up and walked up to the head table. The entire Hall went dead silent.

"How could you? How could you bring such an abomination into this world?" he shouted at Harry and Charlie. He opened his mouth to speak again, but two silencing spells hit him from the other side of the room. Everyone turned to see Draco Malfoy standing next Professor Snape, both had their wands out and pointed at Ron.

Malfoy stormed up to him and grabbed him by the neck of his robes. "You are the abomination! You think that, just because someone doesn't think like you, that they're wrong. Well, ask your slag what I told her about you being the minority here. I don't take too kindly to my goddaughter being referred to as an abomination! You're both lucky I don't curse you to within an inch of losing your magic. If you ever, ever, come near Harry, Charlie or their daughter again, I will gladly face Azkaban for what I will personally do to you." He released Ron's robes and stepped back, only to be replaced by Ron's own father.

Arthur drew his wand. "I, Arthur Weasley, do hereby declare that Ronald Bilius Weasley is no longer a son of mine. I revoke the honour and privilege of you carrying the Weasley name. You are disowned. So I have spoken, so let it be." A bright green glow surrounded Ron, canceling the effects of the silencing spells.

"How could you side with them? I'm your son...YOUR SON!"

"Not any longer. You are no son of mine. Find some other place to spread your hate and vilification. You will not speak of my son, son-in-law and granddaughter again. I will have you arrested if you come near them again."

Arthur was replaced by Molly who slapped her former son. "I raised you better than this Ronald. Go ahead, take your girlfriend and get out my sight. You are not welcome anywhere that I am. I don't care if it is a public or private place. I will also have you arrested. You make me sick!" She turned her back to him and addressed the school. "You will no longer address this individual as Ronald Weasley, he no longer has the right to that name. I don't care what you call him, but you will not be allowed to drag the Weasley name through the mud by bestowing it upon him."

The whole school stood and applauded Molly as she stepped back to where Arthur stood waiting. They all went still again as an obviously pregnant Sirius Lupin-Black menacingly stepped into Ron's personal space.

"Harry is my godson. I am honour bound to protect him and his own. That now includes his daughter, his fiance and his fiance's family. If I hear that you, or your bint, have tried to inflict yourselves upon any of them, I will personally arrest you. I am the new Head Auror and it would be my great pleasure to see you both rot in Azkaban for the rest of eternity." The room was now so still and silent it felt as if a vacuum had been created. Ron became truly frightened as Remus Lupin-Black stepped into the space vacated by his husband.

Even though he spoke quietly, his words carried to each person standing in the Hall. "I am a werewolf. You have threatened my pup. Do you know what happens to people who threaten a werewolf's pup? Watch yourself. The full moon isn't that far away." He leaned closer, so that his nose was almost touching Ron's. "I know where to find you." He turned away as Ron collapsed to the floor in a shaking heap.

Professor McGonagall looked at Hermione. "Miss Granger, come get him. Get him out of my sight."


The years had not been kind to Ron and Hermione Granger. He had taken her last name when they had left Hogwarts. They had married and settled into a small flat in Diagon Alley. Hermione had found a fairly decent job, working at the Ministry, in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts department. It was not what she had wanted to do, but it seemed that their past had followed them and no one in any department really wanted her working for them. It didn't help that Arthur Weasley quite often found himself in that department to 'supervise'. She knew that he was watching her, waiting for her to slip up. She tried not to give him a reason to have her fired. She needed this job.

Ron had been unable to find work in the wizarding world. He had been forced to seek employment in Muggle London. He now held a menial job as a clerk in a large bookstore chain. He often came home depressed because someone that they had gone to Hogwarts with had found him and mocked his lack of gainful employment.

Harry and Charlie went on to both become teachers at Hogwarts and, when Minerva retired, Harry took her place as Headmaster. He and Charlie had four children together. Lily Margaret, James Arthur, Orion John and Gwendolyn Marie. Ron and Hermione saw them occasionally in Diagon Alley, on family outings, but came nowhere near them.

The wizarding world seemed even more infatuated with Harry now, than it had been when he was still The-Boy-Who-Lived. He and Charlie were highly respected members of society, co-hosting parties with Draco Malfoy and his husband, Severus Snape. That marriage had really surprised no one. The only surprise came when it was revealed that they had been partners since Draco's sixth year at Hogwarts.

Neither Ron nor Hermione tried to contact any of the Weasleys or Harry and Charlie. The threats of time in Azkaban had worked well, but the one that scared both of them the most had been the warning from Remus Lupin-Black. They were more frightened of the werewolf than they were of the Head Auror.