That work out really had me going. I knew it would hurt tomorrow. I sighed as I walked down the street, angry with myself that I forgot my umbrella. I tucked my hood from my sweater over my head to ensure that my hair would frizz more than it had to. And that's when I saw him.

That wasn't him. Was it? Oh Merlin, I hadn't seen him in so long. But I've always thought about that moment when I would see him again. I wouldn't be in sweat pants, and I would definitely not be on my way home in the rain from the gym. But that was definitely him. In my imagination, I would be wearing a little black dress and my hair would be perfect and I wouldn't be sweaty and I'd make him regret what happened. I'd make him feel bad for leaving me.

Oh shit, he spotted me. I tried to turn around and head in the opposite direction of the street but it was too late. He called my name.

"Hermione," the echo of his voice rung in my head. My throat closed up and it was getting hard to breathe.

"Hermione," he was closer to me, probably right behind me. I turned around and tried to feign a smile, taking a deep breath, trying to look casual.

"Oh...Hi Ron." I said quietly. "Wow. What a nice surprise." I pulled my hood over my face a little bit more, blocking the rain from my face. He was completely soaked, his red hair plastered to his face and his ears red, standing there in a black cloak. He looked more handsome than I could have ever remembered.

"How are you?" I asked the first thing that came to my head. I felt so stupid. What was going on? I should have just smiled and kept walking. I shouldn't have turned around.

"Well." He hesitated. "And you?"

"I heard you got married." I ignored him and continued. "Congratulations." I tried to smile. I had cried for weeks when I found that out. Ginny had told me he had eloped.

"Thanks."

"And an auror? That's great! You always wanted to be an auror."

He didn't say anything. He knew I never wanted him to be an auror. Not because I didn't think he could do it. But I was afraid of losing him.

"What's wrong? You're awfully quiet." Merlin, why do I ramble so much when I'm nervous?

"It's...nothing." He shook his head. "Just seeing you."

I stopped smiling like a fool. I could see a rush of emotion in his eyes. I wondered if he could see the same in mine. I still loved him.

"It's been so long." He stepped closer to me. I thought about the last time I saw him. He told me at Harry and Ginny's wedding that he was leaving, that he was going abroad.

"But what about us, Ron?" I cried. "What about us? You're leaving me? I'll come with you." I pleaded with him. Anything to be with him.

"Hermione, sometimes it lasts in love and sometimes it hurts instead. It's going to hurt." His voice sounded heavy. This was not the Ron I knew.

The memory faded as I processed what he was doing. He ran his finger down my cheek. If he wasn't standing that close, he wouldn't have known I had tears pouring down my face. The rain would have seen to that.

"I have to go." I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Was this real?

"Don't forget me, Ron." I turned around and began to walk. I shut my eyes, hoping my tears would go away. I hope one day I can find someone like you, Ron Weasley.