Since it's February, why not lol?

I think this is gonna be four chapters. One for each couple, and I'm including George and Angelina as well.

So these are going to go through each of the pairings V-Days. Most if not all of these will be sprinkled in lemony goodness. Hope you enjoy!

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

I think of you

When the morning comes and the nighttime goes away

Don't you ever think that we won't be okay

There is nothing stopping me from loving you

Touching and rubbing and kissing and hugging you

What's this feeling taking over me

Baby that's love and it ain't no stopping it

I don't know as far as the eyes can see

Pick up the pace and it ain't no dropping it

Always forever I'll be by your side

You're my Bonnie I'm your Clyde

That's the way that its gonna be

I'm in love with you and you in love with me

-Akon I Can't Wait

Chapter Thirty-Six: Daphne's Room

Harry woke up with a start. His breath had caught in his throat and he started coughing.

He had dreamed it again. He couldn't escape it.

He hadn't told his friends, nor Daphne, that he had been having dreams about the events that had happened the day after they had came back to school. The fight, Lestrange's deranged laughter, and Daphne, screaming and being hurt by a memory, and there wasn't anything he could do about it.

Since Daphne had left the infirmary three days after, they had been almost attached to the hip. Gryffindor and Slytherins both had their opinions about them, some good, some bad. They didn't let the whispers and rumors deter them from their evolving relationship that was now even more out in the open.

Though they stayed close, Harry still felt a bit of distance. He couldn't help but have it, he felt as if he really wasn't any use to her. He couldn't protect her like he thought he could. The event has proved that.

He didn't want to lose her, but he knew he would have to talk to her about it. Day after day, he tried to get up the nerve, but he always put it off to the next day. Maybe tomorrow. It can wait until tomorrow.

Tomorrow had came and went. And now it was Valentine's Day. The day that the conversation 100% wouldn't be appropriate.

He retrieved his glasses from his nightstand, the blurred green and silver walls slowly came into view as he put them on. He went to the bathroom and decided to soak in the tub. Today was a Saturday, so he had no need to rush with a shower.

After his soak, he got dressed and made his way to his door. He was stopped by a red smokey arrow that said "follow me".

He found it odd until he caught the scent of Daphne's perfume in the swirly smokey arrow. 'She must have sent it.' he thought. He decided to follow it.

It led him out of Slytherin and up to where students were walking around. None of the other students could see what Harry was seeing, so he figured he looked like a git staring ahead as if he were concentrating on some invisible being.

When the arrow guided him to the seventh floor, he hesitated. He felt a bit of urgency, but nothing like he had the last time Daphne and him were there.

The arrow changed. The words "think of Daph" in a heart swirled around.

Harry closed his eyes and focused on his girlfriend with a smile. Suddenly her room door materialized onto the wall.

Harry grinned and opened the door.

The room looked just like the expanded room of Daphne's back in Bristol. The extra space allowed a small table, sofa, and fireplace.

"Wow." whispered Harry as he stood in the middle of the room. He looked up to see a sky that was pink, red, and white.

"Happy Valentine's Day." said Daphne, coming from where her bathroom would be in her room. Harry smiled at the girl dressed in a pink dress, sunny curls cascading down her back.

"You look great. I feel heavily underdressed." said Harry, in muggle jeans and a tee.

"You still look dashing to me."said Daphne, kissing Harry on the cheek.

"What's all this then?"

"Well, last we were near the Room Of Requirement, it wasn't a very pleasant experience." said Daphne, grabbing Harry's hand, pulling him towards the table that was filled with food. "So, I decided to help and make a happy memory with this room. For you. And I made us a Valentine's Day breakfast."

Harry pulled out a chair for Daphne to sit in, then sat across from her. He piled pancakes, bacon, and eggs onto his plate as Daphne poured them both pumpkin juice.

"To us." said Daphne, holding up her glass in a toast, which Harry returned.

Harry enjoyed his Daphne-made meal immensely. The pancakes were so fluffy, they almost melted in his mouth, the eggs were scrambled and the perfect balance of salty and cheesy, and the bacon was nice and crispy.

"You my dear, can cook your ass off." said Harry, very much full as he washed down the delectable meal with juice.

Daphne blushed. "I'm glad you liked it, darling. I'm glad I can make you happy."

"Do I make you happy?" asked Harry.

Daphne put her fork down. "Of course, Harry. What kind of question is that?"

"Just a question." said Harry, nervously. "It's just...ever since that day, I just feel as if I'm no good."

"No good? That's insane, Harry."

"Is it really, Daph? I was rubbish that day, I didn't watch over you properly and you were cursed. And all I did was yell while you were being hurt. I couldn't protect you. Just like..." Harry took a breath. "Just like I didn't protect Remus. And Tonks. Fred, Colin, Dobby? I wasn't properly there for them, and look what happened!"

"Harry, sweetheart that was not your fault." said Daphne, placing her hand over Harry's shaking one. "You have got to stop blaming yourself for what happened. They all fought valiantly. Yes they lost their lives, but they knew that would be a possibility, and they didn't lose their lives in vain. They won, just like you did. We all did. You can't protect everybody in the world, Harry."

"I should be able to at protect my own girlfriend, at the very least." said Harry, looking down.

Daphne shook her head. She walked over to Harry, sat down on his lap, and gently grabbed his face. "Listen to me. You didn't leave me. You stayed with me until you couldn't anymore. You were there for me. I am so happy that you did that for me. I don't need your protection, just your loyalty. As long as you can give me that, I'm happy."

Harry smiled as he brought his hand up to Daphne's cheek. "Sounds easy enough." he said as he brought her lips to his.

As then kissed, Daphne moved her legs so she was straddling him, the feeling of Harry resting in between her caused her to moan as her tongue entered his mouth.

The kiss intensified as Harry stood up, holding Daphne's thighs, while she latched her legs around his waist. He managed without falling and without breaking the kiss to carry Daphne over to the bed, testing her back against it.

His lips then moved down to her neck, tasting her skin as he kissed and licked her, making Daphne moan even more with the sensation of arousal going through her body. She put her hand in Harry's unruly fluff, gripping it as he started to take small bites of her.

Harry's hands moved under Daphne's shirt, up her smooth torso. He stopped in surprise as he felt lace.

Daphne smirked. "Stand up and close your eyes.

Harry laughed, but did what he was told. He heard the sound of clothes hitting the floor, the sound making his body hot with anticipation.

"Open." said Daphne in a seductive whisper.

Harry opened his eyes and groaned as he stared to grow hard at the sight in front of him. Daphne had on a blue and black strapless lace bra that hooked onto matching lacy blue and black knickers. From the look, they had to be muggle, as he had seen witches undergarments and they did not look like that.

"Damn." whispered Harry as he licked his lips as how delicious Daphne looked to him, and he was more than ready to devour her.

"You like?" asked Daphne.

Harry wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into him for another hot kiss. His hands touched everywhere as Daphne put hers under Harry's shirt.

"Lose the shirt, I want to feel you" whispered Daphne.

Harry quickly took off is sorry and threw it onto the floor. Daphne kissed his neck as she fumbled with his belt and zipper on his jeans. Harry held onto her knickers as his hands moved over her bum.

He let his pants drop as he nudged Daphne onto the bed. Suddenly, he became nervous, and Daphne could tell.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I've...I've never done this before." said Harry in a low voice.

Daphne smiled as she rubbed her hands over Harry's built chest. "What's wrong with that? Neither have I."

"What if I'm rubbish?"

"Then we will just have to do it over and over until you're not anymore."

Harry smirked as he loosened up his shorts, allowing them to fall to the floor. Daphne looked at Harry's length and smiled.

"Judging by the way you look however, I don't think you have anything to worry about" giggled Daphne as she took off her knickers and bra, exposing everything.

Harry smirked as Daphne pulled Harry onto the bed, on top of her. Was they kissed, Harry entered her, and two became one. Daphne cried out Harry's name as he moved inside her, faster and faster. They both came at the same time, each of them extremely satisfied.

Three more sex sessions later, they fell asleep, exhausted.