Ok, this a Valentine's day fiction. It's quite cheesy but it's sweet. It's in two parts, one posted tonight and one tomorrow for obvious reasons. Don't worry, I'm not abandoning my other fics. I own nothing here but the idea. It's R/H obviously but the question is Harry and his partner.

His eyes adore her, watch her, worship her. They are brilliant brown orbs that take in every detail, her hair, her smile, the way she leans back just that extra inch to talk to him, and the way that she lowers her voice over the most casual things as if they are secrets between the two of them. He smiles leans in closer to hear and she moves back those extra centimetres that are barely noticeable to any but the most keen observers.

Or to the population of Hogwarts as a whole.

"Think they'll ever click on and get together?" Ginny Weasley asks as she slumped down beside Harry.

He groaned. "She's super-smart and he's passable, but they don't have a glimmer of love-sense between them."

Ginny laughed. "Well, Hermonine has a little. And it's Valentines day tomorrow, maybe my stupid brother will send her a card."

Harry laughed. He knew fine well Ron was sending a card – Harry was making him! They'd made a deal, Ron would send a card to the girl he liked, and Harry would do the same, particually since neither was willing to divulge their loves. Ron was embarrassed and had no idea Harry knew. Harry was just waiting to get attacked.

Ginny sighed and got up. "Well, at least she's getting a Valentine's day card" Ginny sighed. Harry smiled sadly. "Someone will send you one" he told her reassuringly in his typical big-brother way. She smiled at him and left.

"Got a spare card?" he asked as Ron sat down. "Your sister needs a bit of cheering up."

Ron grinned. "I'm going to set up a surprise for her when I'm finished Hermonine's."

Harry smiled. It appeared Ron wasn't as dense as he let on. Though, as it worked out, the present for Hermonine took him ages, so that Harry was left to do a present for Ginny and for Jessica, the Hufflepuff girl he liked.

He smiled as he climbed exhausted into bed. "You manage, mate?" Ron asked when he came up minutes later. "Gin's present looked great. Sorry I couldn't help."

"It's ok, I managed. I swear I'm getting the girl of my dreams tomorrow."

Ron nodded and turned over so that Harry couldn't see the smirk on his face. With my help.