A/N: Leslie asked me to write a sequel for the first part, which was originally a one-shot cookie. Needing little encouragement to procrastinate or write Remus/Ginny stories, I decided to go for it. This one's for Leslie.

Ginny had been very popular with the boys since her fourth year in Hogwarts. She'd gotten over Harry, and dated Neville, Michael, Dean, Colin, and even Draco once just to be rebellious. She was currently single, though, and it was Valentine's Day. Molly in typical doting mother form invited Ginny over for tea so she could fret about her daughter's unattached status.

"Do you have any plans for tonight, dear?" Molly asked in her best mothering voice.

Ginny put up her hands to make her mother stop before she could get started. "I am going to a party tonight, and I am sure there are plenty of single Wizards. Everything is under control."

"But..."

"Mother!" Ginny warned back and continued sipping her tea. Looking around the kitchen, she cast her eyes on an old parchment from her student days. It was a Defense Against the Dark Arts paper on which she had gotten high marks.

"I just found that. You were always good at Defense," Molly said proudly.

Ginny nodded, remembering the Valentine's ten years ago that she'd written that paper. It seemed like ages! "I'll need it in case any of the men at the party are beasts!" she quipped.


After leaving her mother's house and getting ready for the party, Ginny arrived alone but in high style. She laughed, danced, and made all the overtures of having a good time. Inwardly, though, she thought the party was lame.

Ginny left the people and went over to the table of party treats. Spying a particularly tasty chocolate morsel, she reached into the bowl only to collide with the long fingers of a man who was reaching for the same piece.

"Ginny!" he said in surprise.

"Remus!" she said and sounded genuinely happy to see him. "I was just thinking about you today."

"You were?" he asked in disbelief.

"My mum found one of my old papers from your class. I remember giving it to you on Valentine's Day, and you shared some chocolate with me," she said with a laugh.

"Perhaps this is history repeating itself," he said, handing her the piece from the bowl.

"I don't have any papers to give you this time, but I'm all about dancing and pleasant conversation."

At his hesitation, Ginny urged, "Come on! You could do worse. I know I have." She looked at several of the other men at the party.

Giving in to her, Remus danced with Ginny and found himself enjoying her company. She was right about the pleasant conversation, and everything about the party, which he hadn't until that point been enjoying, seemed to improve. After several dances with her, however, he begged to stop.

"Why? Are you tired of me already?" she teased.

"No," he protested with a smile. "It's time for a chocolate break."

"Oh, now that's something I can fully support," Ginny said enthusiastically.

She found them a pair of seats in a private corner and a huge bowl of chocolates. There they both fell into easy discussion and chased several pieces of chocolate until Ginny paused and stared down into the bowl.

"You're cute when you're blushing," Remus observed softly.

"I'm blushing?" she squeaked.

"Uh-huh," he said while nodding. "Mind sharing your thoughts?"

"I just remembered something you said to me once," she said, sneaking a glance at him.

"What was it?" he said, wondering what he could have ever said to her to bring such a pretty blush to her cheeks.

"Sometimes finding the right person is so unexpected it hits you just like Stupefy."

It was his turn to blush. "It's true."

An awkward silence engulfed them until they both reached into the bowl at the same time, again brushing fingers as they reached for the same piece of chocolate. As they paused to look at each other, they entwined fingers.

"Remus," Ginny said softly.

"Yes?"

"Stupefy."