Hermione was sitting in her bedroom in her apartment. She was in the window seat staring at the rain as it fell from the gray sky. When the rain started to depress her she turned her attention back to the book that was lying on her lap. As she started to read, her thoughts flickered back to the last time she'd been reading the book.

Hermione was sitting on the picnic blanket that Ron had laid on the grass. He was flying on his broom while she sat and read her book. She was so absorbed in her book that she didn't even notice Ron tiptoeing towards her. When she finally noticed him he'd already knocked him over.

"What are you doing?" She said laughing.

"You looked so lonely down here. I thought I'd come down here and keep you company."

"You know, I was reading."

"You and you're muggle books. How many times are you going to read that? It's not even that good. It's depressing."

"Pride and Prejudice is a classic! It's not depressing." She said as if she'd been offended.

"Yes it is. Why do they have to make things so complicated? They can't just say they love each other and go on. They have to make it so more complicated that it needs to be by using all those complicated words. I mean, seriously, come on. Is, "You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you," really necessary. It only takes three simple words. I. Love. You." He said wrapping his arms around her.

"Ew! You're all sweaty!" she said, trying to push him off her without success.

"What, you don't like my manliness?" He asked sounding offended.

"Not when it's all over me!"

"Then let's go take a swim and get nice and clean."

"I can't. I have nothing to wear."

"You've got shorts and a tank top on. That'll be fine." He said as he stood up and took off his shirt.

"Hmm…" She pretended to be thinking about it even though she already knew she was going to. "I guess I…" She didn't get to finish her sentence because Ron had picked her up and started running towards the lake. "What are you doing?! Don't you dare…!" She yelled. She knew he wasn't going to listen to her so she turned her head toward his chest and waited for the feel of the cold water.

All the sudden she felt the wind that was whipping past her head stop. She slowly turned her head around to see what had happened, but as soon as she moved a little bit Ron jumped in the water. She could fell the bubbles rising up as they sank deeper and deeper into the dark depths of the lake. Her eyes were still closed when she felt the warm summer air heat on her face again.

"You're going to pay big time." She said as she slowly opened her eyes. When they were fully open she saw that Ron was grinning evilly at her.

"Oh am I?" He said.

"Yes." She said as she worked her way out of his arms. Once she was standing on her own she started to splash water at him so quickly that she couldn't see him through the water. Once she could see him again he started splashing her back. She kept her arms in front of her face and her eyes closed as if it was stopping the water from hitting her face. When she felt the water stop hitting her she opened her eyes to find that Ron had disappeared. She twirled in circles, but she didn't see him anywhere. As soon as she'd decided to start heading back towards the grass, she felt something grab her waist and she screamed. Once she felt that she was releases she turned around. Ron was standing behind her with a big smile on his face.

"Ugh! Why do you always have to mess with me? Can't you ever just be a loving boyfriend and do something sweet? I mean is it really that…" She was cut off as Ron cupped her face and kissed her. He was so gentle and the kiss was so unexpected that she forgot what he'd done completely. The kiss lasted a while and before she knew it they were back laying on the blanket as their hands explored each other in a whole new way.

As Hermione stared out the window her memory shaped itself back into rain. It was hard to believe that that had been two years ago. It was hard to believe that they'd been friends for seven years and dated for four years. She'd given herself to him and he couldn't even fight for her.

After pondering this for a while she had to turn away from the window as the falling rain became tears falling from her eyes.