"Authors Note: I do not own Harry Potter and I never will (cries) Harry Potter, his friends and his amazing himness all belong to the amazing JKRowling. This is for my friend, Richard Fitzgerald, who I randomly thought of when writing this. He has no idea that I've been thinking of him a lot ;) Also, this is based on how he probably felt when I broke up with him a few months ago. I just realised I love him, anyway (sorry, you probably didnt want my life story)

"Hermione!" Ron shouted at the crying girl who was running away from him. He ran after her, grabbing her wrist and turning her around. Hermione glared coldly at him, her eyes shooting daggers.

"You love her. You said you loved me, but you lied. Everything was a lie. You hurt me in the most horrible way imaginable and you can never take that back. I HATE YOU!" Hermione said, houting those three dreaded words. Ron felt his heart drop. She hated him. She would never forgive him. Ron let go of her wrist and she slapped him, hard, around the face. Her nails tore his skin slightly, making his face sting.

"Hermione..." he started to say, before he broke down in tears. He had made a fatal mistake in kissing Padma at that party. He was drunk! Ron howled in remorse and pain. Hermione was still near by, and she obviously heard him. She felt immediate regret. He really did love her with everything he had. Ron had fallen to the ground, beating his fists against the earth. His heart was torn in every direction. Nothing would be able to heal him.

"No. No," he kept muttering to himself. He could not bring himself to believe that Hermione hated him. He loved her with all his heart.

"I can't let this stop me," Ron muttered to himself. He stood up and ran in the direction Hermione had gone. She wasn't far off, but she was moving quickly. He reached her and grabbed her by the waist. She turned around in his grip and hgged him tightly.

"I'm so sorry, Ron," she said, squeezing her eyes shut.

"I love you with all my heart, Hermione. I always will, no matter what. You mean everything to me," Ron muttered into her hair. Her felt her shaking and he pulled away and tilted her chin up to face him.

God, she's beautiful

Hermione wound her fingers into Ron's red hair and pressed herself against him. He brought her lips to his and the second they made contact, rain started pouring down on them. They dodn't care, just as long as they had eachother. They felt something click between them as their lips moved together. Ron tasted the sweet cherry flavour of her mouth, craving for more. Every second in the rain seemed like forever. Hermione eventually pulled away, to find Ron with his eyes closed and his lips still in a kissing position. He looked so cute.

"I love you, Ron," she breathed, before kissing him again. He tasted like something natural, like earth and flowers. It felt so right to be in eachothers arms. The fit perfectly together. Ron pulled away, his hair stuck to his face and neck. He looked down at the witch in his arms and knew, just knew, that he belonged with her.

Just them, forever and always.....

Ok, ok, ok. A little cheesey, but I like it. I just made this in a few minutes, after realising that I'm still in love with my ex-boyfriend. R&R plz!!!