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Summary: 100 word Romione drabble

Ron found Hermione under a storefront awning, seeking shelter from the sudden rainstorm. "What are you doing, Hermione?" he asked, watching her rummage through her bag.

"Looking for my umbrella. I think I forgot it."

He chuckled. "Are you sure you're the brightest witch of our age?" Smiling, he grabbed a spare quill from her purse and transfigured it into an umbrella. Holding it above his head, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his side. "Come on, let's go."

Hermione grinned as she snuggled closer to Ron. Perhaps forgetting her umbrella was a good thing.