A/N: Just little drabble more than an actual one-shot, but cute nevertheless. Harry's not in this one… just pretend he stayed back at Hogwarts or something. Yeah. R&R please!
Disclaimer: No is mine.
Parasol
The young couple walked down the streets of Australia. They had just been off to return the memories of Hermione's parents, but as that was not going very well they decided to escape the house for a minute.
The streets were sunny as the two strolled down a street parallel to a beach. Vendors lined it, selling everything from food to the latest fashions. With their Muggle clothing, Ron and Hermione fit right into the scene.
That is, if Ron wasn't completely confused by every Muggle object he saw.
"That's an… airbird, right?" Ron asked, pointing up into the sky. Hermione shook her head and giggled.
"It's an airplane, silly. Muggles use it to get from place to place." Ron nodded. They walked a bit farther in silence when Ron started up again.
"And that's a… bisickle?" he asked. Hermione smiled softly.
"Close, Ronald. It's a bicycle. Like a broom, but it can't go everywhere and you have to make it move on your own," Hermione explained. There was silence again, and then Hermione noticed something.
"Oh, a parasol! I've never had one," she said to Ron. Ron blinked vaguely at her.
"A what?"
"Parasol, silly. It's a type of umbrella that shields you from the sun."
"Why would you need something to shield you from the sun?"
"It's for decoration mostly, but also to not get a sunburn." Hermione dragged Ron over to the vendor's stand and picked out a blue parasol. Twirling it around, she turned to Ron and asked, "What do you think?"
Ron laughed and said in a fancied-up voice, "You look lovely, my darling." Twirling the parasol some more, Hermione paid for it with a bit of Muggle money from the bottom of her beaded bag.
"Come on, Ron, I think my parents may have calmed down a bit." And with that the couple strode down the sunny streets once more.
