Somehow, it seemed, everything I'd ever wanted came to me when it was raining.

Chapter One: Three Little Words

Hermione POV

Sunday. No classes. My homework had been done for days. It was raining. A little water couldn't hurt right? Ron and I had been walking back to the common room to meet Harry, but at my request we changed paths. Back down the stairs and out into the pouring rain.

Neither of us spoke for a long while, preferring the listen to the steady drip-drip of the rain and the roar of the thunder. Ron said something I couldn't hear over the roar of the thunder.

"What?" I asked.

"I…Well…It's just that…" he stammered. "I love you."

I smiled, my insides going all warm and fuzzy. "I love you too, Ron." I really, really love you.