Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

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"Hey, Malfoy!" Harry called as he quickened his pace. The boy in front of him stopped and turned around.

"Potter," Draco Malfoy responded, a look of suspicion and slight surprise on his face.

Harry walked up to him and frowned inwardly as he tried to put words to his thoughts.

"I, uh, that is," Harry started hesitantly. He had not thought this through properly.

Draco raised a questioning eyebrow.

"You, what?" He asked, both confused and curious. Was that a blush creeping over Potter's cheekbones?

Harry tried to regain his posture.

"I just wanted to give you this," he said quickly holding out a folded piece of parchment for Draco, who took it, unfolding it swiftly.

"Since you saved me in the war and all" Harry rambled on.

"You're wishing me a happy Valentine's day?" Draco said, incredolously, as he finished reading the note in his hand. "Potter, I didn't think you had it in you," a playful tone to his voice now.

"It isn't a love greeting, Malfoy. I am only suggesting we put our past enmity behind us, it seems quite pointless now after fighting side by side in the war and all."

"You're blushing, Potter."

"Am not!" Harry was horrified that he didn't have better control over his reactions.

"You know, Valentine's day is usually a day of quite different friendly proposals. I also firmly believe in actions rather than written words."

Harry didn't know where Malfoy was going, and so remained quiet and let Malfoy continue.

"I believe in valentines day as a day when you show your feelings by actions..." Draco took a step forward causing a surprised Harry to back up against the wall. "... such as..." he leaned in closer to Harry. "...this," he brushed his lips lightly against Harry's in a suggestive kiss.

Then Draco smiled, turned around and walked away, head high.

Harry's knees had gone weak and he sank to the floor a glaced look on his face.

~fin~