Written as a Valentine's Day gift for my girlfriend, so this is a dedication. What matters most is she gets it. For everyone else this is just considered a little Hermione/Ginny fluff. Enjoy :)
Hermione leaned her head back against the tree letting the sounds of the night comfort her. She was brought back to reality when Ginny shifted in her lap, only to look up at her. "Beautiful, isn't it?" She asked regarding the night sky.
Hermione nodded,"Sure is. I don't take enough time to just look up most of the time." Hermione said running her fingers through Ginny's hair. She shifted again, this time closer to her.
The silence between them wasn't awkward. They didn't always need words to communicate. They had an understanding, they knew eachother well.
"Do you ever think about our past or our future?" Ginny asked. This must've been one of those times they needed words.
Of course she did. She often thought about both, but she wanted, and had mostly succeeded in putting the past behind them. There had been mistakes, mistakes on both halves, some caused severe hurt, others caused anger and some caused both. That was then, this is now. Now, Hermione tried more than anything to focus on their future. They'd had already been together several years, and much to her surprise, she couldn't believe it had been that long already. It didn't seem like. Hours spent with Ginny felt like only short minutes. Years never felt like years.
She hopped that better things were to come for them both. They deserved it. They had put up with so much from others, from family, from some friends, and outsiders that truly never understood anything about real love. . People in love never deserved it. They didn't deserve it. With everything that had happened, there just had to be something better.
Gods she hoped that there was something better. Something to look forward to. Some sort of forever. She needed a forever. She's quiet though, doesn't speak, but Ginny looks up at her and waits ever so patiently, in a way that Hermione could not mistake for anything less than an undeniable act of loving.
Hermione ran her fingers softly through Ginny's hair once more and nodded,"Yes, always."
Ginny smiled and sat up to kiss her gently. Always sounded nice to her.