AN; Another Hermione drabble thingy, but a happy one this time. Just know, these aren't related at all, for example they may have different ships and certainly won't continue on from the previous one. Anyway, enjoy!
Hermione's was stumbling along in the darkness, with no sense of direction other than following the voice that belonged to the hand that grasped hers.
'Come on, Hermione!' the voice laughed. 'We'll never get there at this rate.'
'It'd be a lot easier if I wasn't blindfolded.' Hermione grumbled.
The voice merely chuckled, and the hand holding hers pulled her along at a faster pace.
Soon after the conversation (or lack thereof) the hand let go of Hemione's and she stopped.
'Am I allowed to see now?' she complained, seconds before the blindfold was gently removed.
Hermione couldn't help it, she gasped. What she saw amazed her.
'Did you do all this yourself?' she asked her captor, gesturing to the picnic blanket and basket.
'Well, yeah,' they replied, 'but Ginny helped me choose the flowers.' He paused to point at the beautiful daises adorning the basket and scattered on the blanket.
'Oh, this was so sweet of you!' Hermione trilled, amazed that he cared so much about her.
'Thank you' she said, closing the gap between them.
'It's my way of saying thanks to you.' he replied, blushing lightly.
'For what?' she asked coyly.
'For all the help over the past few years, for your unwavering friendship, for-' he stumbled over his words, 'for being the most amazing girl I know.' he said softly. 'I love you, you know' he added.
'Oh Harry!' Hermione replied, throwing her arms around him and whispered 'I love you, too.'