Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, but I did get a rose today.

A/N: Happy Valentine's Day all! This is a fic for the Drabble contest at the Hideaway. http://thaelixir. Really good! Join all Harry Potter fans! Also, http://dramione. My friend owns it! I'm Deputy Head Mistress. Wicked, huh?

Red Roses Mean Love

By: phix27

Pansy sighed. It was Valentine's Day and no one sent her roses. Not one. Currently, she was in History of Magic class, 4th period, right before lunch.

"Ms. Parkinson, who was Wolf Bane and Hel Hag?" asked Professor Binns.

"They were the dogs of the legendary King, Ivar the Boneless," said Pansy with a sigh.

"Very good. 20 points to Slytherin."

Brrriiing… Brrriiing… Brrriiing… Brrrriiiing… Brrrriiing…

Chairs scraped and students went to put their books away and go to lunch.

Pansy got up and went to her common room.

"Hey Pans," said Draco. Draco was now her friend. Well, more like brother.

"Hey Drake."

"You okay Pansy?" asked Draco in a concerned voice.

"I'm fine," said Pansy as she headed up to her dorm.

She walks in. On her bed is a single red rose. She drops her books and runs over. Pansy gingerly picked up the rose. On the rose, tied with a little pink ribbon, was a note.

Pansy,

A single rose represents that you are my one and only love.

It shows that I am dignified enough to think of you

And still care enough to send one.

If you want to know who sent this

Come to the lake at midnight tonight.

Love,

Your Secret Admirer

Pansy grinned from ear to ear. Someone cared! Her heart soared. Now she just had to wait for midnight.

Time Passes…

Pansy checked her clock. 10 minutes to midnight. She'd better head down. She put on her cloak and danced out the door. She danced all the way to the lake. She sat down to wait and checked her watch. 11:57. She practically bounced up and ran around the lake. She couldn't wait! Then, she had a chilling thought. What if it was someone disgusting, like Crabb? Or what if it were Draco? I don't think of him more then a brother! While she was occupied with her thoughts, a man stepped behind her. He tapped her shoulder. Pansy jumped. She whirled around. She instantly recognized the man in front of her.

"P- Potter?"

"Hello Pansy," he smiled.

"You're my secret admirer?"

"Yes." Harry's face fell. "Is that okay?"

She didn't answer. Harry felt his heart break. He really loved her.

"Um… well, I guess I'll be going now," he started to walk away.

"Harry wait!" Pansy called after him.

"Yes?" He turned around.

Pansy saw her chance and took it. She kissed him full on the lips.

Harry was surprised. He wasn't expecting this. He didn't want to mess it up though. Harry kisses her back. She raps her arms around his neck and sighs into the kiss. Harry puts his arms around her waist and pulls her closer. Eventually, the need for air became too much and they had to break off. Harry put his forehead against Pansy's.

"Pansy?"

"Yes Harry?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."