Authors note: I know this is cheesy, but sometimes I love cheesy things for these two. 3 Romione... GO HARD OR GO HOME. Okay now that I'm done with that, let's proceed. This takes place right after the war.
Hermione's Point of View:
I walked around the rubish left of what used to be my school. No, more than that. This was my home away from home. I loved it here... There were people I loved here.
I couldn't bare to walk around the castle for much longer, so I decided to go sit by the lake. I walked down the practically ruined yard down the hill to the spot under the tall tree where we had sat so many times. That seemed like ages ago and it was funny to think it was just barely a year. I was a bit surprised to see a long freckled face there staring out into the lake.
"Hey," I said, making my longtime best friend jump. Remember when I said people I loved? He was definatly one of them, probably on the top of the list. He was the one I truly loved.
"Hi," he said brushing his hair out of his face. His arms were badly scarring from where he jumped onto a pile of rocks to shield me from Nagini. I was hoping we had some things to talk about. "You couldn't stand it either, huh?" Ron said quietly, breaking me out of my trance.
I shook my head, "No, I guess not. That's why I came down here. This is probably the only thing we grew attached to that wasn't completely destroyed."
Ron nodded slightly without looking up, "I know what you mean." His stare didn't stray from the lake the entire time he talked to me. I decided to sit down next to him.
"I'm sorry about Fred," I said, taking his hand and moving a bit closer to him. Now wasn't the time or the place to talk about what happened between us tonight. Ron and I had just lost someone very close to us. Though he could be a git, he was like family to me. I would miss him greatly.
I heard ron choke back a sob. When I turned to look at him and study him for the first time, I realized his eyes were red and his cheeks were streaked with tears. I know I wasn't doing much better. In fact, I must have looked worse. I was crying hysterically after seeing so many close friends die tonight. I was so happy Neville, Ginny, Harry, and Luna had survived. But most of all, I was happy Ron was still here next to me. He pulled me just a bit closer and held me to his chest as we both cried together. I tried to be strong at first, but I couldn't help it. Seeing Ron cry was shocking to me.
When we were done, he brushed my hair out of my face and brushed some tears from my cheeks. I couldn't help it,and, suddenly, we were kissing. We were kissing under the tree that had so much history for us. The tree where we studied for exams together every year. The tree where we sat every day to eat lunch. The tree that had so many happy memories, with us just having created another.
As we stood up and walked hand in hand back to the castle, I realized we had nothing to talk about. We were a couple now, no doubt about it.