HP ficlet: Walking in the Rain [Harry/Hermione, general]
Title: Walking in the Rain Author: celandineb Fandom: HP Pairing: Harry/Hermione Rating: general Length: 285 words Summary: Sometimes magic doesn't make things easier. Note: For heather11483, requested by inell who suggested Hermione/Harry, romance, rain.
Hermione startled when warm hands descended upon her shoulders, but quickly relaxed into the touch.
"You'd better be ready to go," said Harry. "It's nearly seven. I know how much you love your work, but you can't stay here all night."
He stepped out of the way as Hermione pushed her chair back from her desk and rose, stretching with her arms above her head until she could hear her spine pop.
"I know," she said apologetically. "I was ready at six, but when you weren't here I decided I might as well start writing up my report on the latest round of negotiations with the centaurs."
They left the Ministry arm in arm.
"Where are we going?" Hermione asked.
"A new French restaurant. I heard through the grapevine that even Fleur thinks it's quite good." Harry looked up. "Did you feel...?"
One warm fat drop, then a second, struck Hermione's cheek as she too glanced upward. "Rain," she agreed.
"I don't have an umbrella."
"Me, either." Hermione began to laugh. "Funny, really, that we're going to get just as drenched as any Muggle. You'd think being a witch or wizard would help prevent such trouble, but no."
"It would be a little noticeable if we started walking around Muggle London with Impervius charms keeping us dry," said Harry.
The rain was coming down hard now and they hurried along the twilit streets.
"There." Harry steered them into the restaurant, where they stood out of breath, dripping, and still laughing. "Reservation for two, at seven," he told the man who came to help them.
"Right this way, madam, sir."
Before Hermione could take a step to follow, however, Harry kissed her.