A/N: This idea came into my head while I had double-periods in school. It's really short, the man can be anyone you wish, but I had Fred in mind when I wrote it. Reviews would be nice.
She walked down the well-walked, beaten path.
She made her way to a grassy spot at the end of the fifth row, one white rose in her hand.
She kneeled down next to the granite shrine, her knees stained green from the dew-covered grass.
She looked upon the stone, memories filling her mind, as she remembered the laughter and all the good times.
Her mind did not escape her, the bad memories floating through her head, too. She remembered the yelling and the arguments. But riddled together with all the bad, was the memory of forgiveness and a trail of never-ending kisses.
She knelt on dew-covered grass, light rain of a summer shower splashing against her face. She looked upon the name of the one she lost, and placed the white rose on the ground.
Her hands traced the familiar words etched into the stone, and her hands began to shake. Memories fell into mind like the softly, drizzling rain against her face.
"I gave you my heart, Hermione," he yelled, "I gave you everything I had in me."
She looked at the floor, her whisper barely audible; "I'm sorry."
He was distraught, the usual flicker of laughter and humor in his eyes was extinguished, and his face had fallen.
"You can't be sorry," he said, "You cheated on me."
One single tear rolled down his cheek as he walked out of the door. She leaned against the door frame, fingering the only symbol she had left of him.
Bad memories always came first. She didn't readily remember the good times, all the jokes and laughter. She remembered the mistakes more often than not. Her mistakes riddled what was left of her heart.
His heart was as white as the rose she laid by his name; his heart was as pure as the whitest rose in the world. Her impure heart had erased the innocence of his naïve mind as she ruined his life in one breath.
"I slept with another man."
The sun began to disappear behind the clouds, and shadows fell on the stone in front of her. The air became cold, as the life in her drained even more. As she began to leave her resting place, the sky opened, and the light drizzle of a sun shower turned into pelting rain.
As the sky mirrored her own heart, she placed a solitary diamond attached to a gold band on the ground next to the rose.
As one single tear rolled down her cheek, she said:
"I do."
She got up, and walked away, forever changed by the man whose name was engraved on that stone.