Hey everyone! Sorry about the uber late update, I always promised myself I wouldn't turn into one of those writers that took a year to update. But now that I'm back, I need more reviews! I'd like feedback too! But anyways, here it is: Chapter 5!

Ron woke up to the sound of Pig, tapping his beak on the window by Ron's bed. He got up, opened the window, and let Pig zoom inside, circling the room. Ron jumped and caught Pig by the ankle and retrieved the letter tied to the small birds ankle. He flipped the letter over and read the small, curly handwriting that read 'Mr. Ronald Weasley'. He opened it and read the short piece of parchment.

'Dear Mr. Weasley,

We have received your letter requesting a reservation for our restaurant on Wednesday, February 15. We have a booth set for you in the back, number 15. We appreciate your business and look forward to your service. Thank you.

Sincerely,

Madam Clara'

Ron was ecstatic. His plan was almost complete. He just needed it to rain tomorrow, and worst-case scenario, he would just use a spell. He sighed and got dressed, throwing his bag over his shoulder and made the short journey to the common room. There were a few students already sitting around the fireplace, and he decided to head down to the Great Hall and save a place for Harry and Hermione.

"Hey, mate. Guess what?" Ron greeted Harry when he sat down in his seat.

"What?" Harry asked, setting his bag down beside him.

"I got the letter from Madam Clara" he replied with a huge grin. "Table 15." he said proudly.

"That's great." Harry said with a mouth full of toast. The two boys sat, shoveling ore food onto their plate when Hermione walked into the Great Hall, sitting next to Harry and right in front of Ron.

"Good morning boys." she said brightly, leaning forward and stealing a piece of bacon from Ron's plate.

"Hermione, you look...different." Ron said, staring at her. Today she had decided to straighten her hair.

"Yeah," she said, sighing. "I don't like my hair, so I used the potion from 4th year to flatten my hair. Do you guys hate it?" she asked, her hand darting up to her head.

"I like it." Harry said matter-of-factly. Hermione smiled then turned her eyes towards Ron.

"Yeah, I like it too, but Hermione, you look good everyday." Ron said blushing and staring at his lap. Harry lifted his head and stared at Ron with raised eyebrows and a small grin. The rest of breakfast was enjoyed in silence.

By the time lunch rolled around, all were feeling better, but the three continued to eat in silence, which Ron figured was due to awkwardness and embarrassment. The three went to to their afternoon classes as normal, when in Potions, Professor Slughorn told the class to write down the ingredients and instructions to the love potion or their choice. "In honor of Valentines Day tomorrow!" he had said.

It was about eleven at night, when the common room had been cleared except for Ron and Hermione. One of whom was struggling on his Potions essay.

"Hey Hermione, could you give me a hand with this essay for Slughorn? I've been working on it all evening." Ron asked he small form that had been curled up near the fireplace all night. She stood, stretched, and walked over to her helpless friend. "You're a lifesaver, you know that?" he said with a smile at her willingness to help him. A few moments later, his essay was revised and finished. Hermione stood on her tip toes and stretched her arms high above her head and yawned. She walked over to her previous spot on the couch and grabbed her bag which was about ten times heavier than it normally was, due to the books she had taken out of the library for her homework. She struggled to keep her balance as the bag weighed her down to one side. Ron rushed over to her side, grabbing the heavy burden from her shoulders.

"Let me." he said in a very chivalrous tone.

"Thank you. I can't believe the homework the professors are assigning us and tomorrow's Valentines Day!" she said with an indignant huff. The two walked over to the staircase, and the two were so enthralled in each others

company that Ron had forgotten about the enchantment on the stairs.

"They can sense when someone's intentions are pure, which is why they haven't transformed while you were on them. I'm guessing they know your not going to try anything funny." Hermione told Ron when the saw the confused look he gave the staircase after they had made it to the top stair.

"Thanks again for carrying my bag." she said.

"No problem, it's the least I could do in exchange for you helping me with my Potions essay." he said. Hermione grabbed the bag from him and planted a small kiss on his cheek, which turned red instantly. The two stood in awkward silence before Hermione finally said goodnight.

"And a happy early Valentines Day." she finished with one last look at him.

'Yeah, it will be.' Ron thought as he practically floated to his dormitory.

There it is. Sorry, it's kinda short, and the ending is just, there, but the next chapter will be longer and more valentines-y and lovey dovey. And remember, I'd like 15 reviews!