AN- it is raining SO hard here, which may not seem that bad but I live in the middle of the desert in California, the computer room has a roof that lets me hear the raindrops, this inspired me to write this, I LOVE RAIN, and Hermionie will tell you why.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing Harry Potter, or anything in any relation or anything not in relation.

I revamped this as of January 7th 2006 and I like it better.

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The war was over. The wizarding world was slowly, but surely rebuilding itself in the midst of accomplishment, and the owed it all to Harry Potter.

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The burrow was quiet; everyone was out, shopping, working, getting ready for a new life. All but two young adults. Ron lay on his bed playing a bewitched chess board as Hermione sat reading in the sitting room. Large rain droplets began falling from the sky and hitting the burrows windows, this pulled Hermione away from her book as she sat and watched the sliver clouds and dancing trees.

Dancing trees

Hermione sat in thought until realization brought her out of her daze and sent her flying up the stairs.

"Ron, come with me" she huffed.

Startled Ron jumped off his bed sending his chess board to the floor.

"What? Why? Are you ok?"

"Yes, just come with me" she smiled and grabbed his hand leading him down the stairs.

She walked toward the back door, Ron still in tow and swung it open.

"Hermione it's poring outside"

"That's the point"

He let her drag him outside, right into the middle of the grass. She threw her arms out and began spinning around in circles. Her soft curly locks drenched along with the rest of her petite frame.

"Don't you see" she asked still spinning.

"How crazy you are, yes I do" Ron replied sarcastically.

She stopped and placed her hands directly on his wet chest.

"No Ron, the significance of it all"

"Um"

"Look Ron, really look"

Ron did look. Hard.

The lake that sat about two hundred feet away was anything but calm as the rain drops hit the waters surface. Every plant was swaying lightly in the wind and the grass was glistening with a replenishing wetness.

Hermione's eyes sparkled with happiness.

She interrupted his thoughts.

"Its over, the war, I don't know if I ever really believed it was but it is, and this rain is washing away the old and will bring out the new, we can be happy, Harry can be happy."

Ron smiled at the girlish and innocent view of the young woman who had been though enough tragedy to last her a life time.

"Dance with me"

She took her hands off his chest and replaced them in his own hands pulling him, letting him spin her, eventually falling into his embrace.

"I think I have a new found love for the rain" she said, looking into the sky

Ron turned her face to his "Me Too" he said and then he kissed her.

She kissed back and then they slowly pulled away and looked into each others eyes.

"You kissed me" she asked

"You kissed back"

"I know, I didn't say I didn't like it, I was just starting to think you would never do that"

"Well I was sorted into Gryffindor" he said starting to close in on her again.

"And the sorting hat is never wrong" she smirked as she closed the distance between them.

When they pulled apart their faces were dripping wet and the cloths that were improper for the weather, were sticking to them.

"Ya know" Ron said "I think the rain is growing on me"

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