“Hermione?”
“Yes, Ron?”
“It’s raining outside,”
“Hm. So it is.” Hermione hated the rain. She always thought of it as meaningless, rain. Ron didn’t. He’s always dreamed of dancing in the rain with his future lover. He loved rain, the sound, the feeling of bliss he’d feel would always delight him. Hermione looked out the window seeing the rain fall. Despite hating it, the sound of it dripping on the window calmed her. She sat beside the windowsill listening to the calming sound, Ron sat beside her, she let her head rest on his shoulder. She grabbed a book from beside her and started reading it, Ron too, started reading it with her, commenting on how dumb the protagonists choices were, Hermoine acted annoyed. Except, she wasn't. She loved how Ron would comment on little things, she found it charming.
A few minutes into the book, Ron suggested something.
“Hey Hermione? Would you like to.. Well I don’t know.. Maybe– dance in the rain with me?” Hermione was a little taken aback– He’s never heard Ron say anything more romantic than that. “W-what? Well.. Who am I to decline an invitation..”
“No no! You don’t have to if you don't want to. I don’t wanna force you into anything. I’ve already felt like I forced you into this relationship so–”
“Wait. What?! You never forced me into anything, Ron! I want to be with you, in fact– I need to be with you. Just you, you make me happy Ron, I love you. You never forced me.” She was genuine. She looked up at Ron who was a blushing mess, he ran a finger through his hair before looking at Hermione. Hermione, who too, was a mess, smiled at him. He felt his heart race, Hermione’s smile always made him blush, her smile was majestic. They both looked at one another with smiles on their faces, Ron however was looking at Hermione's lips.
Hermione slowly picked up on what Ron was ‘signalling’. Ron was slowly blinking, but then before he could open his eyes Hermione’s lips pounced onto his. His eyes were open in mild shock, but slowly gave in. Hermione could feel Ron’s hands on her hips as she cupped his face, they finally tore apart and laughed.
“Do you still wanna..?”
“Of course.”
Ron and Hermione slowly got ready by putting their coats and boots on themselves and slowly went out the door. “Are you sure, love? You said you hated the rain.”
Hermione was flustered at the sudden nickname from Ron, “Yes, I’m sure.”
Ron took Hermione’s hand suddenly and ran out of the school to be under the rain. Hermione tried to cover her head with her other hand, Ron wouldn’t allow it. He took her other hand and started dancing with her. His smile made Hermione’s heart race. Hermione gave in and danced with Ron under the drizzle. Hermione smiled at her wonderful lover, ‘How did I get so lucky?’ She thought to herself. She felt so loved at that moment, so lucky, so very amazed at her wonderful boyfriend. She loved him with all her heart.
“Having fun?”
“I’m always having fun when I’m with you.”
And on that very day, one of Ron Weasley's dreams came true.