A young woman by the age of nineteen with long bushy brown hair, tied in a bun, a hunter green long sleeved shirt with blue jean capris, was walking down the streets of London. It was a cool, windy day, which made sense for her outfit. Men were walking into candy stores and flower shops coming out with boxes of chocolate, bouquets of roses, and many, many Valentine Day cards. The girl walked in the little shop and immediately began scanning through a rack of cards.
Two young men, one with bright red hair and the other, with long greasy black hair, were also in the store and looking around the different racks of Valentine Day stuffed animals. "Hermoninny," the woman turned around at the sound of her mispronounced name, but revealed the person instantly.
"Viktor?" She looked over and saw him coming out from behind a rack of gift baskets. "What are you doing here?" She put down one of the cards and embraced him in a friendly hug. "I haven't seen you in four years. How have you been?"
The young Bulgarian looked at Hermione with such interest. Her beauty growing more beautiful from the first time he laid eyes on her. "I have been playing Quidditch. They have made me the Captain a while ago." Hermione smiled with such delight at his accomplishment.
While this little conversation was going on the red-headed man made his way over to the candy shelf. "Can I help you young sir?" A middle-aged woman approached him. The red haired man looked at the woman and looked perplexed.
"I was looking for something simple and . . . " the man said the next word under his breath, too embarrassed to say aloud.
"I beg your pardon," the lady leaned in.
"Something cheap." He said at last.
"Oh in that case," the lady took him by the arm and walked over to a bargain shelf with simple assorted candies, and stuffed animals. The red haired man picked up a stuffed animal with both paws filled with Sees candy pops. The lady left him alone to find his gift among the the lot.
"Of all places in London," Hermione said astonished.
"Yes it is quite extraordinary," Viktor replied. His feet shuffled as they both walked out of the store. "Would you--if you are not busy that is," he stumbled over his words, "it would be nice to have lunch with you, if you don't have any other plans." He finally said successfully.
Hermione laughed and smiled at him. "Of course, I'd loved to. We can catch up on old times." This made Viktor smile.
"Hermione!" A woman's voice called through the crowd.
"Hermione, time to go," this time, a man called.
"Oh, I'm so sorry Viktor, I have to go now I came with my parents and... well, but owl me later, okay." She ran off to her mother and father.
The red haired man finally came out with a brightly colorful bag and looked up and down the street. "There you are Ron, I've been looking all over. I got everything I need, so we can--what's that for?" A red haired girl asked.
"None of your business Ginny, let's go." He pulled on her arm and they walked down an alleyway together.