Harry stood in the Owlry looking quite queasy; as he heard footsteps coming up the stairs he began to turn a bright shade of red. Trying to hide the fact that his face looked like a huge tomato, he turned away from the doorway. He had asked Hermione to meet him here on this special day. Harry usually hated Valentine's day. Usually everyone but himself had a special someone. Not this year however. This year he had Hermione.

"Good morning, Harry! Something wrong?"

Harry took a deep breath and turned around slowly. "Nothing's wrong. Just hungry, but I wanted to give you these before we head down to breakfast." Harry handed Hermione a huge bouquet of pink roses. "This is just the beginning. Happy Valentine's Day!"

"Wow, Harry! It's the middle of the winter! What are you doing spending your money on expensive roses?"

This wasn't exactly the response Harry expected, but when he finally had the courage to sheepishly look at Hermione, he noticed the smile she had on her face. He just couldn't be bothered by what she had said.

"Well, it doesn't matter! I love them! Thank you!" Hermione just smiled although she had stupidly got mad at him all she could think about was that all the girls in her dormitory were going to be so jealous.

After they had a passionate kiss the two of them headed to the Gryffindor common room and dormitories. Harry couldn't stop smiling and he noticed that it was the same for Hermione. The last thing on both of their minds was Ron.