Father of the Witch

Ron sneaked a look into the bedroom of his daughter, Faith. She was 10, and next year would be going off to Hogwarts. She delicately tucked her bushy red hair behind her ears in a Hermione-like fashion. She lifted her wand and slowly read from a book, "Wingardium Leviosa!" while pointing at her teddy bear. Ron smiled in amusement. She'd made the same mistake he had in the beginning.

"No, Faith darling. You're saying it wrong. Make the 'gar' nice and long," he instructed from the doorway.

"Oh, dad. I don't really care," she told him. She carelessly threw the wand to the other side of the room. "They'll teach me at Hogwarts, don't you think?" Ron chortled. At some times, she was exactly like him or Hermione. Other times, she was the complete opposite of them.

"Just trust me on one thing- don't try to turn a rat yellow. It never works." Knowing what he was talking about because of her mother, Faith laughed. Ron gave a wink and walked off.

As soon as he was gone, Faith grabbed her wand. "Win-gaar-dium Levi-oo-sa!!" The teddy bear slowly began to levitate and she grinned happily in pride.

"Ronald Arthur Weasley, hurry up! If you make me miss Faith's graduation, I swear I will kill you!"

"Mione, just go ahead and Apparate there. I'll be right behind you."

"How many times do I have to tell you? You can't Apparate inside Hogwarts!!"

In his bedroom, Ron smiled to himself. He knew. He just loved the fact that he could make her frustrated. He ran down the stairs. "OK, 'Mione. I'm ready. Let's go." He offered his arm to her, and with a smile playing at her lips, she took it.

"I'm still mad at you, you know," she said, giving him a slight playful push.

"I know. Maybe when we get back, we could go down to the Chudley Cave and I bet, bet, mind you, that all your anger will melt away."

Hermione gave him a knowing smile, but said nothing. They touched the Portkey (a pheonix quill) and disappeared.

They reappeared in Hogwarts. They looked around. Students were walking around, as were professors and parents. "Harry!" Hermione cried suddenly. She hugged him. "I haven't seen you in a while. What have you been up to?"

"Not much. May I introuduce Deanna?"

Ron gave a stiff disposition to Deanna, who was no doubt Harry's "flavour of the week". Harry had become the player since his Hogwarts days. Now an Unspeakable, when off duty, he spent his time scoring out the Wizarding Clubs. Everytime they saw him, he had a new "girlfriend". No one serious yet. " 'Lo, Deanna."

Deanna gave Ron and Hermione weak smiles.

"Let's be seated, shall we?" asked Harry. "I can't miss my god-daughter's graduation."

Headmistress McGonagall stepped up to the podium. "It is my honor to introduce the newest generation of graduates of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." She caught the eyes of Granger, Weasley, ad Potter. Well, now it was Potter, Weasley, and Weasley, wasn't it? Since Dumbledore had passed away and she'd become Headmistress, she hadn't had the pleasure of teaching the new Weasley. Make that Weasleys, seeing as Fred's twins, Amanda and Angel, are first years this year and Hermione and Ron had three other children in the school. However, there was no mistaking the Granger/Weasley brood.

When she reached, "Weasley, Faith," there was no doubt. A pretty girl with dark auburn hair and the slightest hint of freckles made her way up the stage and about twenty people stood up and cheered. More than half of them had the infamous Weasley-red hair.

Ron beamed in pride as his daughter bounced across the stage to recieve her certficate. She sat back down and a boy with jet black hair kissed her cheek. Faith blushed slightly and kissed him back.

"Who's that?" he asked Hermione.

"I don't know. Probably her boyfriend! Now shhh.... I am getting this all on digital camera."
Ron didn't stop to ask what a digital camera. His eyes stayed fixed on that boy, whom he already had a strong dislike for.