Harry and Hermione decided to give Ron some space, so they headed down
to breakfast. Harry had a big smile on his face because he knew what
was coming with the mail this morning.
The Great Hall was beautifully decorated with roses hovering high in
the air. Ribbons lined the walls, and if you looked up into the ceiling
all you could see was blue sky. It was still quite cold out, and the
snow that was on the ground was just beginning to melt. This was the
first sunny day they had had in a while.
Harry and Hermione sat next to each other at the far end of the table.
It was the usual breakfast, toast and juice, but the butter and jellies
were all pink, red, and shaped like hearts.
"They really did go all out, didn't they!" Hermione stated
enthusiastically. "It's beautiful though."
Harry couldn't take his eyes off Hermione. "Yeah!" He said in a dazed
tone. All he could think about was just how beautiful she looked
surrounded with these colors.
"Harry! When you're finished staring at me, then maybe we can talk like
normal people."
"Wha? Oh... What are we going to talk about?"
"Well, are we going to the Valentine's Ball tonight? It's a privilege
for the 6th years to be able to go, you know? I suppose that's what all
the decorations are for."
"...Oh...yeah! Whatever you want. If you want to go then we'll go! How come
we've never heard anything about the school holding these annual
Valentine's Balls?"
"I suppose it's because it's strictly for 6th and 7th year students.
It's a tradition. They even had these back when your parents came to
Hogwarts."
"How do you know that?"
"Blimey Harry, when are you going to read Hogwarts: A History?"
Harry looked away, a bit annoyed, just as the fluttering of thousands
of wings was heard above them. Harry wasn't expecting anything for
himself, but he knew Hermione would be getting quite a surprise. Harry
ate some toast to try to mask his excitement, and with the first bite
Hermione had 2 owls in front of her. Then 7. Then 12. Then 20 owls.
They all dropped their letters and flew away without a backward glance.
Harry was stunned because he had only sent her 1 owl. Then there would
be her daily newspaper, but where did the rest come from?
Hermione looked as abashed as Harry did. "Did you send me all of
these?"
"No."
Hermione began to open them. They were all anonymous love letters. All
cut out of magazines with a strong scent of perfumes. Some of them had
rose petals in the envelopes. Some had chocolates! Hermione was
excited, but the look on Harry's face was nothing of the sort.
to breakfast. Harry had a big smile on his face because he knew what
was coming with the mail this morning.
The Great Hall was beautifully decorated with roses hovering high in
the air. Ribbons lined the walls, and if you looked up into the ceiling
all you could see was blue sky. It was still quite cold out, and the
snow that was on the ground was just beginning to melt. This was the
first sunny day they had had in a while.
Harry and Hermione sat next to each other at the far end of the table.
It was the usual breakfast, toast and juice, but the butter and jellies
were all pink, red, and shaped like hearts.
"They really did go all out, didn't they!" Hermione stated
enthusiastically. "It's beautiful though."
Harry couldn't take his eyes off Hermione. "Yeah!" He said in a dazed
tone. All he could think about was just how beautiful she looked
surrounded with these colors.
"Harry! When you're finished staring at me, then maybe we can talk like
normal people."
"Wha? Oh... What are we going to talk about?"
"Well, are we going to the Valentine's Ball tonight? It's a privilege
for the 6th years to be able to go, you know? I suppose that's what all
the decorations are for."
"...Oh...yeah! Whatever you want. If you want to go then we'll go! How come
we've never heard anything about the school holding these annual
Valentine's Balls?"
"I suppose it's because it's strictly for 6th and 7th year students.
It's a tradition. They even had these back when your parents came to
Hogwarts."
"How do you know that?"
"Blimey Harry, when are you going to read Hogwarts: A History?"
Harry looked away, a bit annoyed, just as the fluttering of thousands
of wings was heard above them. Harry wasn't expecting anything for
himself, but he knew Hermione would be getting quite a surprise. Harry
ate some toast to try to mask his excitement, and with the first bite
Hermione had 2 owls in front of her. Then 7. Then 12. Then 20 owls.
They all dropped their letters and flew away without a backward glance.
Harry was stunned because he had only sent her 1 owl. Then there would
be her daily newspaper, but where did the rest come from?
Hermione looked as abashed as Harry did. "Did you send me all of
these?"
"No."
Hermione began to open them. They were all anonymous love letters. All
cut out of magazines with a strong scent of perfumes. Some of them had
rose petals in the envelopes. Some had chocolates! Hermione was
excited, but the look on Harry's face was nothing of the sort.
