A songfic about after Ron and Hermione are married. I think this song is just PERFECT for them. Don't u think?

Disclaimer: I own nothing. The song is Chris Rice's. If you can't figure out who owns the characters, there's obviously something wrong with you.

You're all smiles and silly conversation,

As if this sunny day came just for you

You twist your hair, you smile, and you turn your eyes away

C'mon tell me what's right with you…

I was going on a picnic. Correction, I and my wonderful wife were going on a picnic. Who says you can't party after the honeymoon?

The day is almost as beautiful as my darling, my sweetheart, my love. George says I sound like a goopy poet when I talk about her, but she is the most wonderful thing in my life. How can I help it?

The day is all sunshine and flowers. We [are in the small town of Forks, Washington, traveling to a pretty meadow in the middle of the wood… just kidding, couldn't help it are traveling to a beautiful field, just in back of our new home. She is racing ahead of me, laughing, her flyaway hair twisting in the wind…

Now it dawns on me that everybody's talkin'

And there's something I'm supposed to realize,

'Cause your secret's out, and the universe laughs at its joke on me,

I just caught it in your eyes, it's a beautiful surprise…

Suddenly she stopped, turning to face me. I was lost in her radiant brown eyes, her smile slowly fading to a tiny sliver of joy. I love her so much, I thought, a dreamy look coming across my face.

When did you fall in love with me?

Was it out of the blue?

'Cause I swear I never knew it,

When did you let your heart run free?

Have you been waiting long?

When did you fall in love with me?

When did you fall in love?

I was interrupted when she slowed down, helping me catch up to her. I felt her tiny hand slip into mine; it felt so right. It was just like Harry said; if only I had realized when she did love me… but then, I didn't know when she fell for me…

We had reached the little meadow; trees surrounded it, a tiny brook ran along the outskirts, little birds flew overhead… it was incredibly beautiful. She pulled me along, smiling her perfect dentist's-daughter smile, to an old willow tree, right next to a ray of heavenly sunlight. I pulled the little basket out, setting it between us. She spread out the orange Chudley Cannons blanket [hey, we just moved, the boxes are a little jumbled; don't blame me for not packing the pink-and-yellow blanket and I took out the little plates.

Crawling towards me, she settled into my lap, resting her head on my shoulder. I bent my face towards her hair; it smelled so sweet.

She passed me a sandwich, and I took a bite, thoughtful.

Make your way over here, sit down by this fool, and let's rewind,

C'mon let's go back and replay all our scenes,

You can point out all the hints, the clues, the twists and the smiles this time,

All the ones that slipped by me…

"'Mione?" I asked, feeling a bit foolish. She would laugh at me, wouldn't she?

"Yes?" She said in that pretty little voice, twisting in my arms to get a good look at me. After surfacing from my trance at her deep, brown eyes, I wondered how to put my question.

"'Mione, when… when did you start… um, liking me?" I felt my cheeks heat up. She placed her sandwich down on the tea saucer she was using.

"Well, remember the Yule Ball?" She asked, keeping her voice even.

"Yes." I said. What boy couldn't, the way she looked that night?

"Well, when I saw you and Harry coming down those steps, you in that ridiculous set of robes, I could tell." She smiled again, lighting up the immediate area.

I frowned, trying to get it straight. "So, that's when you started liking me?" She sighed, a bit exasperatedly.

"No, silly, that's when I said I knew that I liked you. I had been questioning the fact for much longer than that."

"So, when did you start questioning?" I asked, the tiniest bit frustrated.

"Right when I saw you that first time on the Hogwarts Express." She replied, pressing her wonderful lips to my cheek. Then I understood. The red crept up to my ears as her lips migrated to my temple.

I bet my face is red, and you can hear my heart poundin',

Well I guess it doesn't matter now that I realize,

'Cause baby I missed it then, but I can surely see you now,

Right here before my eyes,

You're my beautiful surprise…

She wrapped her little arms around my neck, pulling me on the grass on top of her. But I was not having that. I was still a tad confused.

"So, you're saying that when you saw me first time it was a crush." She gave a disgruntled noise, removing her soft mouth.

"No, Ronald, the first time I saw you, I debated whether I could like you. Second year was a crush." I grinned, seeing an opportunity to tease.

"So, if first year was debate, and second was a crush, what were the rest?" She groaned. I straddled her stomach, pinning her arms.

"I'm not letting you up until you tell me." She sighed, defeated.

When did you fall in love with me,

Was it out of the blue,

'Cause I swear I never knew it,

When did you let your heart run free?

Have you been waiting long?

When did you fall in love with me?

When did you fall in love?

"Okay. First year was a question. Second was a crush. Third year was a ponderment if I should give it up, but not really believing myself. Fourth was knowing that I would die if I didn't spend my life with you. Fifth, I wanted to pluck up the courage to ask you out, but couldn't make myself. Sixth, I did ask you out, but then I hated you for going with Lavender. Seventh, I loved you, you loved me, and it was me to make the first move." She paused, breathing heavily.

Was it at the coffee shop,

Or that morning at the bus stop,

When you almost slipped, and I caught you hand?

Or the time we built the snowman?

The day at the beach, sandy and warm,

Or the night with the scary thunderstorm?

I blinked a few times, looking down at this creature of beauty, spilling her heart out for me. A blush was now creeping up her neck, making her wonderful eyes stand out even more.

I never saw the signs,

Now we've got to make up for lost time,

And I can tell now by the way you're looking at me

I'd better finish this song so my lips will be free…

I reached up with one hand, freeing hers. I trailed my fingertips gently across her cheekbones, reveling at how soft they were. She wordlessly reached up with both hands, bringing our faces centimeters apart.

Have you been waiting long, when did you fall in love?

Our lips met, filling me with the same joy as it always did, kissing her, this beautiful girl. She rolled over, pinning me. I could have easily tossed her off, but I enjoyed the slight weight of her curvaceous form over mine.

I've kept you waiting so long, when did you fall in love?

The cool grass under my back suddenly turned warm. I was vaguely aware of the sun beating down on our entwined figures, so hot, the perfect spring day…

Have you been waiting long,

When did you fall in love with me?

On this perfect day, there were only us.

When did you fall in love?

Well, there you have it. I think this is my favourite fic of mine so far. The song is so perfect for them. There's a really cool video about them w/ this song in the background on youtube. Just google 'ron and Hermione when did you fall' and it's the first video opening.

If you review, it will make me sooo happy. Like, kudos happy. Yeah, whoah.