I'll be starting something new on my tumblr, called Fanfic Fun Facts. Each time I post a chapter I'll post a fun fact about my Hermione, or one of the other characters.

February 14, 1991

Hermione woke up on February 14th both excited for and dreading the day. She got dressed in her school robes, shook Daphne and Tracey awake, and headed down to the common room.

"Good morning, Hermione," Jade's cool voice shook the last lingerings of sleep from the brunette.

"Morning, Jade," Hermione smiled lightly. "Happy Valentines' Day."

Jade scoffed. "I don't celebrate."

"Why not?" Hermione asked. She stepped away from the stairs and fidgeting slightly.

"Because all boys can go to hell," Jade declared, before sweeping out of the common room.

"Her boyfriend dumped her last week," Rhea said sympathetically, getting up from the chair she was sitting in. "Jade's very 'anti-guy' this week."

"Oh," Hermione said quietly. "What about you?"

"No one at the moment," Rhea shrugged. "But that's okay."

Hermione nodded slowly. "Is it bad that I got her something?"

"No, she'll snap out of it soon," Rhea said. "She's just a bit upset."

~ Slytherin ~

For an early morning, the Great Hall was surprisingly full. The elusive Gryffindors were nearly all present, and even the Ravenclaws had come out of their tower to await the morning mail. By eight o'clock, the other Slytherin first years had joined Hermione at the table.

As they munched on breakfast, the Slytherins tried to ignore the glittery tablecloths and colored sparkles that were seemingly falling into nowhere. Glitter coated the walls, second only to the cut out hearts. Even the teachers seemed annoyed, with Professor McGonagall roughly brushing glitter off of herself every couple of seconds.

After her conversation with Blaise last week, Hermione had researched the different meanings of flowers. She had then ordered a few roses from a shop near her house, and had her mother send them along with the chocolates.

"The owls are here!" Tracey gasped in excitement. The noise level rose as hundreds of students began eyeing the owls.

Daphne whistled quietly. "Look at Gemma."

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked. She turned to where the fifth year was blushing and holding a bouquet of red roses.

"When you're really serious about someone, you send them six roses," Daphne said quietly. "I'm surprised it wasn't nine though, I thought they were already engaged."

"Forever is a long time," Tracey pointed out. "Maybe they're just waiting."

Daphne shrugged just as an owl dropped a card besides her plate.

"Who's it from?" Tracey asked eagerly.

Daphne flushed. "Theo," she whispered. "Don't look at him!" she cried quietly as Tracey made to turn around.

"Aww, Hermione, thanks," Tracey smiled at her friend. She popped one of the chocolates into her mouth. "These are good."

"Isn't it a little too early for chocolate?" Hermione teased.

Tracey looked at her seriously. "It's never to early for chocolate."

"Yeah, like fancy Italian chocolate," Daphne said, her eyes wide as she stared at the box that had just landed by Hermione's plate. "That's got to be from Blaise."

Hermione's eyes widened as she took in the large gold box, taking in the recognizable logo of a well-known and very expensive chocolatier. "You got one too," she protested weakly, even though Daphne's and Tracey's weren't even half the size of hers.

"Did you send him something?" Tracey asked curiously.

"Maybe," Hermione mumbled. She was sure her face was bright red.

"Speak of the devil," Daphne murmured.

"Hello, ladies," Blaise grinned cockily as he slid into the seat next to Tracey. "Hermione."

Hermione flushed. "Morning. Hi. Blaise."

"I've never heard of a Godiva chocolate before," Blaise continued, thankfully ignoring that she couldn't speak a sentence around him. "Are they any good?"

Hermione cleared her throat. "Would I give them to you if they weren't any good?" she challenged the Italian.

"Only the best for Hermione," Blaise said, amused. "Do you have a favorite?"

"Raspberry," Hermione mumbled, her momentary burst of confidence lost.

Blaise smirked at her, before swinging his legs over the bench and standing up. "I'll see you in class, Hermione."

Tracey squealed the moment Blaise was out of earshot. "He totally likes you."

"I can't even talk to him," Hermione moaned, banging her head on the table.

"Hermione, you got something else," Daphne said suddenly. Amid the cards and sweets from herself and Tracey lay two intertwined roses.

"What do pink and lavender mean?" Hermione asked. She racked her brain but she couldn't remember what the two flowers together meant.

"It means you've got a secret admirer," Tracey said in a hushed voice. "Who could it be?"

"Blaise?" Daphne offered.

Hermione shook her head. "Blaise doesn't like me. He flirts with everyone."

"True," Daphne agreed. "But he got you those chocolates."

"Because we're friends," Hermione argued. "Plus, he got me the chocolates, so why would he get me roses?"

"Well that's why it's a secret crush," Tracey said knowingly. 'Because it's a secret."

Hermione shook her head. "I guess we'll never know."

"But-"

"I have studying to do," Hermione said, interrupting her friend. "Exams are in four months and I want to finish the Transfiguration paper due next week."

"Didn't you do that last week?" Daphne questioned.

"Either way," Hermione said loudly. "I'm going to the library before class starts."

"Class starts in twenty minutes," Tracey said.

"Then I'll go for twenty minutes," Hermione said determinedly, striding out of the hall. Instead of going to the library, however, Hermione sat down in a small alcove and sorted through the rest of her cards.

Daphne and Tracey had each sent her a card and a few chocolates, as well as Jade and Rhea. Hermione had sent each of the older two girls a peach rose and some chocolates, meant to symbolize her thanks for all the help they had given her. Pansy had sent a card, while Millie had gifted her a few chocolates. Padma had sent her a yellow rose, the symbol for friendship. And lastly, Blaise had given her an enormous box of chocolates. Seated against the window, Hermione opened the box and plucked out a chocolate drizzled with a red cream. She bit into the chocolate and moaned as her mouth exploded in a taste of chocolate and strawberry. She could wonder about the roses later. Much, much later, after she finished eating all 49 chocolates.