A/N: Just a fluffy Romione fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

"Come on, 'Mione," Ron said cheerfully, grabbing my hand. "I'll drive."

I reluctantly allowed him to lead me to the car. "Ron, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Of course it is! I just got my license, after all."

"But you had to Confund the examiner, so it doesn't actually count."

He shrugged, letting go of my hand and hopping into the driver's seat. "Well, you can't drive us where we're going."

"Why not?"

"It's a surprise," he replied, grinning. "Be patient, 'Mione. I know that's not your strongest suit."

"Hey!" I gasped in mock outrage, pushing his shoulder playfully.

He just laughed and started the car.

Let's just say the ride to wherever it was we were going was very bumpy, and not without mistakes. I asked Ron to let me drive more than a couple of times, but he refused. "It's a surprise," he repeated. "I can't tell you where we're going."

"Here we are!" he said, stopping the car abruptly and diagonally in two parking spaces. I opened my mouth to correct him, but then closed it. He had got to learn, didn't he? "Close your eyes, 'Mione." He placed his hands over my eyes and told me to walk forwards. As I trusted him with my life, I walked in the way he instructed me until he tells me to stop. Without the sense of sight, I tried to guess where I was. I could tell that we were still outside, since the temperature had not changed, but other than that, I honestly had no idea. "Where have you taken me, Ronald?" I asked. "Can I open my eyes now?"

He chuckled. "Sure."

He lifted his hands from my eyes and I opened them to see a beautiful park, filled with dandelions. "Oh, Ron," I whispered. "This is beautiful."

He smiled. "I rented the place just for us."

I beamed and grabbed his hand. He waved his wand, setting up a picnic.

Ron, throughout the entire outing, kept picking up dandelions. "I'm really like these yellow flowers," he commented, plucking one from the grass. "They're everywhere."

I laughed. "They're not flowers, Ronald."

"Of course they are, 'Mione. What are you talking about?"

"Ron, they're weeds, not flowers."

"No," Ron objected, "I'm pretty sure they're flowers. Just look at them! What about this flower says 'weed'?"

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Oh, Ron."

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