Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or songs. Just the plot was concocted by my brilliant brain. The song is Every Time it Rains by Charlotte Martin the best singer in the world.
A/N: It is a song fic for those who were wondering.
Every time it rains, I listen to the sky,
I wonder what's so great about sunshine?
So everybody lives and everybody dies,
And no one's gonna love you like I do.
A rumble of thunder caused Hermione Granger to look up. She wiped her eyes and sat down, not caring that it was going to rain any minute. Why did he always do this to her? He always jumped to conclusions and yelled and made her feel horrible.
"I hate you, Ron Weasley," she cried, swiping angrily at the tears pouring from her eyes. Hermione knew that wasn't true, just as she knew she wasn't being entirely fair. She had provoked him, saying she was going to Bulgaria for Christmas, but she only wanted to see if he still got jealous. But the statement had brought on a blazing row. Hermione had fled outside to calm her feelings.
Another rumble of thunder was followed by droplets of rain falling from the dark clouds. Hermione didn't make a move to get up. She only turned her face up and let the rain wash the tears away.
She still loved him, even though he would probably never know. Why would she tell him when he obviously didn't feel the same? Hermione sat there, in the rain, for a very long time.
So when it was getting dark,
I didn't need a match,
I never needed a light to see you.
You thought I disappeared
But I was always here,
I could never get tat far from you.
It was now dark and dinner was probably over, but still Hermione sat there in the cold rain. She looked up and saw a red haired head bobbing towards her in the darkness. She sighed and wondered why he was coming to her.
"Bloody hell Hermione! What are doing out here in the rain? How long have you been out here?" Hermione's breath caught when she heard the concern in hi voice. And yet she still replied coldly.
"Since it started raining." She turned away from him, willing him to go away. He sat down next to her.
"Look, I'm sorry Hermione," Ron started.
Though I misunderstand
And been misunderstood,
So love me 'cause you can
And not because you should.
"No Ron. Just leave it," said Hermione. "I guess I don't know how you really feel," she added sarcastically.
"You don't." was Ron's reply but it was lost to the thunder overhead.
Hermione went on. "You finally realized I'm a girl two years ago—so why don't you realize something else? Never mind…just go away Ron. Just go away." Looking lost and confused, Ron stood up abruptly and walked away leaving Hermione stifling her sobs until he was out of earshot.
Every time it rains, I know it's good to be alive.
Every time it rains, I know I'm trying to survive.
Take it as it comes, and take me as I am,
I never was a good imposter.
But I know how to dream, and don't know where I stand,
I'm willing to admit I try to hard.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. "I just want you to love me like I do you." She wanted him to come back and hold her even though he wouldn't. Heck, she even wanted him to call her a know-it-all. I want this too badly, she realized. It's never going to happen.
Stop playing with me heart,
I'm waiting by the phone,
Afraid to be myself,
Afraid to be alone.
She didn't know what to do. That boy was driving her mad. She still wasn't sure how she could put her emotions in check. How could she be able to go to Bulgaria tomorrow? How could she tear herself further from him? Hermione sighed and started up the slippery slope to take a nice hot shower.
Every time it rains, I know it's good to be alive.
Every time it rains, I know I'm trying to survive.
Every time it rains, I'm gonna hide myself inside.
A good long break would help sort out her mind.
A/N: This will be a four chapter story, each chapter going with a different song. Thanks to my wonderful beta Pacific Rose!
