Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling

This is my first Two shot in honour of Valentines Day. I know it's a bit early, but I'm still working on part two that shall be finished sometime this century.

Rated T just to be safe.


The hours dragged by and Harry Potter was convinced that someone had bewitched the clocks at the Ministry of Magic.

He was sitting in his office reading an incredibly long memo from Percy about counterfeit Broomsticks. Something that he was pretty sure was beneath him. He'll have to defer that to the relevant department. He folded up the memo that seemed to be about two feet long and put it on a pile of other memos from Percy that he was going to pass on. He put his head in his hands and let out a long sigh.

The amount of paperwork was increasing tenfold and it was interfering with his work out on the streets. How was he supposed to know what was going on when he shut in his office reading useless memos all day?

He made a mental note to raise it with Hermione at the next meeting.

He started reading another Memo before realising that he knew the contents as he himself had brought the Ministry's attention to the particular incident.

With a growl of frustration, he threw it on another pile and with a rising temper, got out of his seat and began pacing the length of his Office, trying to work his temper off.

He would rather face a horde of Dementors then spend a day doing tedious paperwork. A struggle for his soul would be far more preferable. Throw in a couple of Death Eaters, a Dragon and a Troll and he was sure that he would soon be awake and on fine form in no time.

He suddenly realised that he was sounding a lot like Sirius. Was a day doing paperwork just as bad as being locked up in your childhood home for months?

Harry was too busy pacing the length of his Office, that he failed to hear the soft knock on the door and the door creaking open.

"You'll bore a hole in the carpet with all that pacing." Came Ginny's voice.

Harry wheeled around and found his Wife standing in the doorway wearing a red gown that showed off her bare shoulders and gave him a tantalising glimpse of her chest.

"I've been stuck in here all day doing sodding paperwork." Harry said bitterly.

"Well, the pile seems to have gone down a bit." She remarked dryly. "You're improving."

"It's been driving me crazy all day!" Harry burst out. "I wish I could do an Albus and set the whole bloody thing alight!"

"I'll tell him you said that." Ginny grinned mischievously. A grin that she had passed onto their children and a grin that Harry loved seeing.

"No!" He said hastily. "I was just blowing off some steam. I'm not used to sitting here all day. I'm a man of action, you know."

"You certainly are." Ginny winked seductively, her eyes blazing as she moved closer to him. Harry in turn moved closer and he could see her freckles in clearer detail.

Their lips met and Harry felt that familiar surge that he never failed to feel whenever he kissed Ginny. He had never felt more alive today as he moved a hand through her hair.

Harry felt as if he could kiss her forever, but what seemed to be no time at all, she pulled away.

"You look lovely." Harry said "It's great to see you, but what are you doing here?"

"You do know what day it is?" Ginny asked.

"Monday?" Harry guessed, feeling confused. He was sure it was a Monday. He had complained to Ginny about it at Breakfast, this morning.

"And what's the date?" Ginny pressed, a small smile playing across her lips.

"It's February the ah," He broke off, realising the date and mentally kicking himself for his stupidity.

"Yes?"

"It's Valentines Day." He said flatly.

"Happy Valentines Day!" Ginny beamed as she hugged him. Harry returned the hug with guilt bubbling up in him. How could he forget a day like this?

"Gin," He said solemnly. "I'm so sorry. I should have remembered. I can't believe I forgot."

"Stop worrying. There's nothing to be sorry for," Ginny said as she pulled out of the hug and began undoing Harry's tie. "You look stressed. Come on. I've cooked you Dinner, for a change and perhaps we could have an early night."

She winked at him and Harry laughed.

"Perhaps we could skip dinner and go straight to bed." He suggested.

"After all the effort I spent cooking it? I'm offended!" Ginny exclaimed in mock outrage. Her eyes twinkling with mischief as she put Harry's tie in the breast pocket of his jacket and began to undo a couple of buttons on his shirt.

Harry winced. "Sorry. Bad suggestion." He said. "You know I say things without thinking, sometimes."

"That's for sure." She agreed as she smoothed the collar of his shirt down.

"Dinner sounds great." Harry assured her. "It'll be nice not to cook something for a change and I'm definitely on board for that early night."

Ginny laughed. "You, me and no kids. It would be a great time for you to show me that man of action you claim to be."

"I'll be glad too." Harry grinned. He looked around at the clock and saw to his horror that he still had at least an hour before he could go home.

"Don't worry." Ginny said quickly. "Hermione's a little distracted at the moment to notice you slipping away. Ron's taking her home for dinner as well. It's all planned out so we can have a romantic night in."

Harry felt giddy with happiness and laughed in relief.

"You are brilliant!" He beamed as he kissed her.

"Come on," She said, taking him by the hand and began leading him out of his office. "Let's get you home."

"Wait a moment." Harry said, taking out his wand. He pointed it at the pile of memos from Percy. "Incendio"

The papers burst into flames which Harry extinguished with a water Charm. Ginny looked as if she might laugh.

"What was that for?" She asked.

"Just some useless memos from Percy's department." Harry said. "I have no idea why they're on my desk but they have nothing to do with me."

"I can't believe you did an Albus!" Ginny laughed.

"Yeah, well the temptation was too great." Harry shrugged.

"You know I'm going to tell him." She winked.

"Tell him whatever you like." Harry said. "I believe you said that you cooked dinner?"

Taking Ginny's hand again, Harry left his office thankful that he had Ginny in his life. Hand in hand, the Potters left the Ministry of Magic to enjoy a rare moment of an early evening in.


In the next chapter, Ron comes and surprises Hermione.

Thank you for reading. I hope to have the next part up soon.