A/N: How depressing, commercial, idiotic annoying etc is Valentines Day? Not that I'm bitter or anything. Not that I care that I've never had a valentines card. EVER

V-Day

It was the 13th of February and it had been an eventful evening, the whole house seemed to be electrified by the promise of Valentines Day. The first years, in typically childish fashion had sat in corners giggling and comparing notes on who would be getting cards off whom, who would get the most and which loser would get none. One by one they had all drifted off to bed and by 11 there were only 3 figures left in the common room, Harry had been summoned to Dumbledore's office sometime ago and had not returned leaving his girlfriend and two best friends alone.

'Do you know what Harry got me for Valentines Day' asked Ginny excitedly. Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron sat on the opposite sofa.

'Ginny, I didn't know 5 minutes ago, I didn't know 10 minutes before that and I didn't know the 10 times you asked me before that, what cosmic change do you think will have happened in these past 300 seconds that may have enlightened me?'

'Ok, ok keep your hair on I was only asking' They settled down into silence for a few minutes, Hermione reading of course, Ron practicing Wizards chess and Ginny flicking through some catalogue or another.

Ginny sighed contentedly 'Isn't cupid the cutest thing you ever saw? He's the best part of Valentines day if you ask me.'

'Isn't cupid the cutest thing you ever saw' Hermione mocked in a stupid high pitch voice 'NO HE'S A NAKED INFANT WITH A WEAPON OF WAR. HOW DOES THAT SEND OUT A ROMANTIC MESSAGE IT'S VIOLENCE AND PAEDOPHILIA ALL ROLLED INTO ONE! HOW ABOUT WE UPDATE THE IMAGE, MAYBE NUDE BABY COMPLETE WITH UZI OR A BARE CHILD WITH A MACHINE GUN?!

Ron looked up from his chessboard seemingly amused by Hermione's outburst 'Don't worry Gin, she's just jealous 'cos she's never gotten a Valentines Day card'

'Have too'

'Have not'

'Have too'

'Have not'

'I'll have you know I got 6 in one year once'

'Oh really'

'Really'

'And you were how old at the time…?

Hermione mumbled incoherently into her book

'What was that Mionie?' Ron loved seeing her uncomfortable.

'I was 7 ok'

Ron struggled to keep a straight face before collapsing into peals of laughter and ended up having to dodge several nasty hexes sent his way by a very irate Hermione Granger. A cushion fight ensued but it had been a long day and thus only a couple of minutes passed and a few feeble shots exchanged before the two Weasleys and Hermione collapsed on a heap on the couch.

'Have you really not gotten a Valentines card since you were 7 Mionie?' Ginny enquired, her voice muffled from under Ron

'Nope'

'Doesn't that bother you?' she asked fighting through the tangle of limbs

'Why should it, I hate them they hate me, we have a good, clearly defined relationship'

Ginny and Ron laughed at their friend's honesty and the trio once again slipped into companionable silence.

'So what do you think Harry got me for Valentines Day?' Ginny mused. Hermione groaned and pulled herself to her feet.

'Night Ron, night Gin' she called out to them as she crept into her dorm room.