Valentine Cards
Today was a bad day. No, it was worse; it was a horrid day. It was Valentine's Day.
Lily Evans locked herself up in the dorm after breakfast. She lay on her bed with the hangings drawn. She did not want to talk to anyone and only wanted the company of Witch Weekly. It was a Saturday, a Hogsmeade day. No Valentine to call her own. There would be mushy-gushy couples anyway. She already felt horrible enough without them. She was content to stare at the hangings and flip through her magazine.
"Lily? Lily? Are you there?" Her best mate called from the other side of the curtain.
"Yeah?" Lily was a bit depressed. Her best mate even had a Valentine.
"Lily? Are you ok? You don't sound like it."
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"As long as you say so... Anyway, these came for you." Her hand entered though the hanging with a pile of cards. Lily took them laying them down beside her.
"Are you coming to Hogsmeade?" her friend asked.
"Not planning on it."
"Well, if you change your mind, hope to see you there. Otherwise, I'll see you at the feast." She left the dorm. Lily put down the magazine and looked the cards beside her. She opened them one by one.
A card from home. A few from her friends. The last card she opened read:
Roses are Red.
Violets are Fine.
I am asking you
Be my Valentine?
-James
Lily read the card repeatedly. Butterflies took over her stomach. Putting the cards down, she left her enclosure. She got her cloak and ran downstairs.
She had a Valentine. It was not going to be such a horrid day after all.