Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I never will. That belongs to the
(unlike me) talented J K Rowling.
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Harry and Hermione walked down to the Great Hall laughing and talking. When the reached the entrance, they saw that it was decorated with lurid pink flowers. Heart shaped confetti was falling from the pale blue ceiling. Harry snorted as he remembered this occasion all too well during his second year. Gilderoy Lockhart, one of their old Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, had dressed up lurid pink robes to match the decorations and had recruited a dozen card carrying cupids to deliver their Valentines (CoS).
Hermione giggled as she walked through the pink doors and took a seat at the Gryffindor table. Across from them sat Ron and Lavender. As they talked through mouthfuls of French toast, the doors the Great Hall opened. An old man stood in the doorway with a pink cart filled with what looked like Valentines. Harry shuddered as he looked at the lurid pink cards. As much as he wanted a Valentine, he knew he would never get one. He watched sadly as people kept walking past him, no doubt buying Valentines for their Valentine.
Suddenly, something brushed past Harry. Hermione had stood up and was walking towards the old man. She whispered something in his ear and he handed her a long slender black box. Hermione quickly handed the man some silver sickles and walked back to the table.
When she had sat back down at the Gryffindor table, Ron immediately questioned her about the box.
"Oh, its nothing," Hermione replied, "I just needed to replace my supply of lacewings for potions class."
Harry noticed that her bottom lip trembled as it always did when she was lying.
"Whatever," said Ron, "how about we go outside, it's a really nice day."
"That's a good idea, Ron, let's go," Harry answered him, grateful to get away from all the pink in the Great Hall.
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After they had finally finished their French toast, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Lavender made their way across the grassy Hogwarts grounds. As they walked past the Quidditch pitch, they spotted Fred, George, Angelina, and Alicia flying across the clear blue sky.
"Hiya, Harry!" Fred called out excitedly, "wanna join us?"
"Sure," Harry said.
"Yes! We can have teams now!" George yelled out as he pummeled to the ground.
"I don't know...." Hermione said uncertainly.
"Oh, come on, Mione, you'll be fine," Ron told her.
"Oh, alright," Hermione gave in, "but let's please be careful."
"Don't worry, we will be," Fred winked at Harry.
"Ok, this is gonna be a little different form regular Quidditch since we only have four players on each team," George explained, "anyone can score, and anyone can catch the snitch, however only me and Fred can hit the bludgers." He smiled mischievously at his brother.
"Hey that's not fair!" Angelina protested.
"Yes it is," Fred argued.
"Ok, whatever, let's just play," she gave in.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Lavender each grabbed school brooms that were laying on the grass. As soon as they had mounted their brooms, Fred let the balls out. Immediately, everyone began swerving and diving in an attempt to seize the Quaffle. Angelina immediately scored and gave Fred a look of triumph. She then soared around the field, caught the quaffle, and scored again; however no one noticed. They were all too busy watching Harry streaking towards the ground after the golden snitch.
Harry reached out his hand and felt his fingers clasp around the struggling snitch. He landed on the ground and everyone cheered.
"No fair!" Fred yelled. "I want a rematch!"
"Nah, it's lunchtime," Ron pointed out as he stomach growled unpleasantly.
"Ok, fine, but we'll get you next time!" Fred threatened, "Next week, same time. What do you say Harry?"
"Sure," Harry laughed, "but you do know that we're just gonna beat you again don't you?"
Fred pretended to stomp angrily off the field as Ron and Lavender made their way up to the castle.
Harry started to follow them but Hermione stopped him.
"Harry, let's go for a walk," she requested.
"Okay," Harry replied, wondering what Hermione wanted.
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Harry and Hermione made their way towards the lake. The water was a crystal clear blue and it sparkled in the afternoon sunlight. They watched the giant squid flapping its large tentacles against the water's surface.
"That was some game, huh?" Harry said to break the silence.
"Uh, huh," Hermione replied, "I had fun."
"Me too"
"Harry," Hermione said abruptly, "Harry I...." she stopped. Harry looked at her as they continued walking. However, she said nothing.
As they walked across the edge of the lake, Hermione finally took a long slender box out of her robe and handed it to Harry.
"This is for you, Harry," Hermione said timidly, "it's not much...."
"Thanks Hermione, you didn't half to get me anything."
"It's not much...." Hermione added again, "but I thought you might like it."
Curious, Harry opened the slender box and gasped. Inside the box was a single red rose.
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The End
Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it! I enjoyed writing it. Let me know what you think.
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Harry and Hermione walked down to the Great Hall laughing and talking. When the reached the entrance, they saw that it was decorated with lurid pink flowers. Heart shaped confetti was falling from the pale blue ceiling. Harry snorted as he remembered this occasion all too well during his second year. Gilderoy Lockhart, one of their old Defense against the Dark Arts teacher, had dressed up lurid pink robes to match the decorations and had recruited a dozen card carrying cupids to deliver their Valentines (CoS).
Hermione giggled as she walked through the pink doors and took a seat at the Gryffindor table. Across from them sat Ron and Lavender. As they talked through mouthfuls of French toast, the doors the Great Hall opened. An old man stood in the doorway with a pink cart filled with what looked like Valentines. Harry shuddered as he looked at the lurid pink cards. As much as he wanted a Valentine, he knew he would never get one. He watched sadly as people kept walking past him, no doubt buying Valentines for their Valentine.
Suddenly, something brushed past Harry. Hermione had stood up and was walking towards the old man. She whispered something in his ear and he handed her a long slender black box. Hermione quickly handed the man some silver sickles and walked back to the table.
When she had sat back down at the Gryffindor table, Ron immediately questioned her about the box.
"Oh, its nothing," Hermione replied, "I just needed to replace my supply of lacewings for potions class."
Harry noticed that her bottom lip trembled as it always did when she was lying.
"Whatever," said Ron, "how about we go outside, it's a really nice day."
"That's a good idea, Ron, let's go," Harry answered him, grateful to get away from all the pink in the Great Hall.
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After they had finally finished their French toast, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Lavender made their way across the grassy Hogwarts grounds. As they walked past the Quidditch pitch, they spotted Fred, George, Angelina, and Alicia flying across the clear blue sky.
"Hiya, Harry!" Fred called out excitedly, "wanna join us?"
"Sure," Harry said.
"Yes! We can have teams now!" George yelled out as he pummeled to the ground.
"I don't know...." Hermione said uncertainly.
"Oh, come on, Mione, you'll be fine," Ron told her.
"Oh, alright," Hermione gave in, "but let's please be careful."
"Don't worry, we will be," Fred winked at Harry.
"Ok, this is gonna be a little different form regular Quidditch since we only have four players on each team," George explained, "anyone can score, and anyone can catch the snitch, however only me and Fred can hit the bludgers." He smiled mischievously at his brother.
"Hey that's not fair!" Angelina protested.
"Yes it is," Fred argued.
"Ok, whatever, let's just play," she gave in.
Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Lavender each grabbed school brooms that were laying on the grass. As soon as they had mounted their brooms, Fred let the balls out. Immediately, everyone began swerving and diving in an attempt to seize the Quaffle. Angelina immediately scored and gave Fred a look of triumph. She then soared around the field, caught the quaffle, and scored again; however no one noticed. They were all too busy watching Harry streaking towards the ground after the golden snitch.
Harry reached out his hand and felt his fingers clasp around the struggling snitch. He landed on the ground and everyone cheered.
"No fair!" Fred yelled. "I want a rematch!"
"Nah, it's lunchtime," Ron pointed out as he stomach growled unpleasantly.
"Ok, fine, but we'll get you next time!" Fred threatened, "Next week, same time. What do you say Harry?"
"Sure," Harry laughed, "but you do know that we're just gonna beat you again don't you?"
Fred pretended to stomp angrily off the field as Ron and Lavender made their way up to the castle.
Harry started to follow them but Hermione stopped him.
"Harry, let's go for a walk," she requested.
"Okay," Harry replied, wondering what Hermione wanted.
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Harry and Hermione made their way towards the lake. The water was a crystal clear blue and it sparkled in the afternoon sunlight. They watched the giant squid flapping its large tentacles against the water's surface.
"That was some game, huh?" Harry said to break the silence.
"Uh, huh," Hermione replied, "I had fun."
"Me too"
"Harry," Hermione said abruptly, "Harry I...." she stopped. Harry looked at her as they continued walking. However, she said nothing.
As they walked across the edge of the lake, Hermione finally took a long slender box out of her robe and handed it to Harry.
"This is for you, Harry," Hermione said timidly, "it's not much...."
"Thanks Hermione, you didn't half to get me anything."
"It's not much...." Hermione added again, "but I thought you might like it."
Curious, Harry opened the slender box and gasped. Inside the box was a single red rose.
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The End
Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it! I enjoyed writing it. Let me know what you think.
