The morning started with a flood of golden light washing the room in an innocent glow.

When the alarm clock went off, it was Simon who finally reached over to hit the 'Sleep' button. "Baz, we have to get up at some point." he said. But Baz didn't want to let go; it'd be the last time he'd ever get to hold Simon like this. Simon and Baz had their beds pushed together and the sheets drawn over to make one big bed for the two of them to kiss and cuddle, but Baz wouldn't be surprised if the beds ended up in different corners after tonight. "I don't want to." Baz replied. He curled Simon's hair over his finger and twirled it over and over, trying to memorize the feeling. "But Baz, today is going to be such a great day, let's get up and start it!"

"Make me." and Baz held on a little tighter to Simon. Still, Simon slipped out of Baz's arms and made a jog to the bathroom. Instantly, the bed went cold without him and Baz couldn't get back to sleep, so he went over the plan for the day in his head. It was simple. Step One: go the whole day without getting emotional. Step Two: work in some of the curse-breaking spells Baz and Penelope had worked on the day before, without having Simon know what was happening. If Simon found out Baz was trying to break the spell, things could get complicated.

Everything was coming into focus. No longer would Simon have to worry about Baz leaving him, or Penelope getting in the way of their love. How could she do that to him? The one time Simon finds true love in another person and she tries to screw it over. Baz of course, only wanted Simon's truest feelings so of course he'd want to wake Simon from the spell. Baz was the boy who only wanted the best for Simon and because of that, Simon was ready to devote everything to him.

At night, Simon would curl up into his bed and they'd cuddle until Simon fell asleep in his arms, and Simon would dream of Baz turning him into a vampire, and them being immortal together, forever. Simon started to dance a bit in the shower, a terrible grin crossed his face and he thought about tonight, tonight that promise could be made, tonight Baz wouldn't deny him that forever love.

Micah was there. Standing in front of her with the most beautiful smile on his face. Already, today was a fantastic day. She missed Micah so terribly, and yet here he was with roses in one arm and a book in the other. He crossed over to her and the moment felt like it was slowing just for her. Just so she could watch every elegant stride. "Hey Penny," he said, bringing the flowers to her face, "Happy Valentine's Day Babe."

"Oh Micah, I missed you so much." She took the roses in one hand and pulled him into a hug with the other arm. She stood on her tippy-toes just to be able to reach him better, and when he started to kiss her cheek she was caught off-guard by the kissing feeling. She fell back on her heels and started to tip towards the ground before Micah caught her and held her in suspension, looking deep into her eyes. "I missed these eyes." he said. Penelope was melting, how could everything be so perfectly romantic on such an important one?

"Oh shit," Penelope thought. "We have to break Simon's spell today." But she looked into Micah's eyes, these beautiful brown molten chocolate eyes, and thought "What the hell? He can wait until tonight." As she gave Micah a very long-awaited kiss.

So Penelope cancelled for the day. They were all three going to do things around campus secretly inflicting their spells, but Micah came back and new plans were made. Micah had the day already planned out for him and Penny so they decided to wait until the dance for spells. Baz understood. He had a lover for weeks now while Penny could only watch and wait for the next time she'd see Micah. It was best she could take advantage of the time, and even better, he now had time to spend with Simon.

First, they had breakfast together in the dining hall. Nothing special, but Simon still got to stuff his rosy little face with scones, which he quite enjoyed. Then they went to Ebb's. Ebb was holding something special for Valentine's Day, she had brought in a local animal rescue to have a pet fair at the farm, all around students were playing with kittens and puppies and bunnies while wizards from nearby towns came out to support and looked into adopting the pets.

Simon and Baz were talking with Ebb until Simon cried out in pain. "Gah!" he jumped from his seat and held onto his thumb while the rabbit in his lap hopped down to the floor. "Simon, what's wrong?" said Baz. "This bunny just bit me!" Simon whined. Ebb pulled Simon's thumb and held it close to her eye. "Baz, why don't you put the bunny back in it's pen, I'll pull Simon aside to treat his thumb." Baz nodded and picked up the rabbit, before giving Simon a quick peck on the cheek and going to one of the nearby rabbit pens.

"Are you ready for tonight?" Ebb asked him in the quiet of the backroom. "Almost. Micah's doing great I think. I haven't heard from Penelope directly all day." Simon chuckled to himself, "Maybe he used a love spell." Ebb stared into the bucket by her feet, "Are you…sure..you want to go through with this?"

"Do you have the potion ready?"

"Of course I do."

"Then yes, I want to go through with this." Simon said "I have to." Ebb looked up from the bucket and flashed him with a scowl. "Why? I love you. Why can't you just quit it?" she said "My brother is a vampire and trust me, they'll never love you back the way you love them." her eyes became watery and she turned her attention back to the bucket. "Ebb. You know almost exactly how I'm feeling." He said "In fact, you are the only one who knows what I'm feeling. That strong love you feel for me?" His face turned evil and twisted, showing the devil behind the mask. His voice turned into a growl, and his eyes filled with a malice that caused Ebb to step away, to the other side of the room."

"That's what I'm constantly feeling, and it fucking sucks! Tenfold of what you're feeling! Whenever I'm not with him, not showing that I love him, I feel pain. When he doesn't show me he loves me, I ache. There's nothing in this world that can ever make me feel the same again, until he loves me unconditionally. I need that love, Ebb. I need it because even if I might be under a love spell and I might feel this pain, this love is the best thing I've ever felt. You Ebb, if you really love me, need to help me. After tonight, I'll never feel that pain again. You Ebb, you are the one who's going to give me that happiness. And when I do I'll make sure you never have to feel your own pain ever again." Simon slowly retreated into his calmer form. "You've got to help me, Ebb." he pleaded "I don't know who I am anymore without him."

After visiting Ebb's, Simon and Baz went outside of Watford's walls and somewhere in the hills beyond to a secluded little pond for a picnic. "Does it bother you to be out in the sun like this?" Simon said. "No," said Baz "The trees overhead block out enough to stop the sun from bothering me." He looked around at the most scenic vision of nature out in front of him. A quiet pond with gorgeous willows hanging over them. "Actually, this is the perfect spot for a picnic. How'd you find this place?"

"Ebb told me where to find it." Which she did after he asked her to build it for him with her magic.

They spent the rest of the afternoon talking, eating and soaking their feet in the water. "Are you excited for tonight?" said Simon

"Of course,"

"Are you ready to dance?"

"...No." Baz laughed. Simon didn't laugh back.

"You're seriously not going to dance?"

"I don't know how." Simon stood up and walked into the shore of the pond and stretched his hand out to Baz. "I can show you."

"Oh please no, Simon."

"Oh please yes, Baz." Simon whimpered and pulled out these irresistible puppy-dog eyes. Baz sighed and let his head drop on the picnic blanket before sitting back up. "Fine." he said simply. He tried to hide his smile, but he couldn't help being so helpless to the idea of slow-dancing in the most beautiful pond with Simon, and having the water swirl around their ankles with every step. It really wasn't a bad last date.