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A/N: LAST CHAPTER! YAY:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D Lol I'm listening to an extremely fun song, so this will be an AWESOME chapter, longest yet, I promise:D:D:D W00T okay so yeah this is the last chapter of Snapshots, I hope you all enjoyed reading it:) It's been fun!
SNAPSHOTS – SEVENTH YEAR
"Good morning Harry," Hermione yawned, covering her mouth as she sat down heavily beside him on the bench. Harry looked up from his cereal – a wizarding version of Lucky Charms, in which the marshmallows sang when you ate them, and today they were all hearts – and said hello.
"Happy Valentine's Day."
"And to you. Hey, do you ever think about the fact that it's our last Valentine's Day at Hogwarts?"
Harry's head dropped down and his nose nearly embedded itself in his breakfast. "You have said that about every occasion that we've had so far this year."
"Yes, but don't you? I mean, we aren't ever going to have another Valentine's Day again while we're at this school. It feels like seven years has gone by in just that," she said, snapping her fingers to emphasize. "I am unbelievably nervous about N.E.W.T.s and getting a job and what if I don't get high enough marks to get into the one I want, or I don't know what I want to do, or –"
"Hermione, stop scaring yourself. Stop scaring me," Harry said, eyebrows raised. "It's only Valentine's Day, it's still February. Exams aren't until the end of May and June. And besides, they'll be as easy for you as anything else you've ever gotten perfect on."
"I don't always get p–"
Harry laughed, interrupting her. "Don't even try. Ow. What the –?"
A giant floating red heart had just collided with the back of Harry's head. He looked up – there were tons of them, all floating in midair around the room. His had just happened to hang low enough that it could bop him one.
"Good morning! Happy Valentine's Day!" whistled an altogether-too-cheery voice as Ron and Luna Lovegood sat down at the Gryffindor table beside each other. Harry and Hermione glanced at each other, each thinking the same thing – here we go again...
"Luna, isn't the Ravenclaw table supposed to be over there?" Hermione asked as politely as she could. The blonde-haired girl turned to face her and smiled dreamily.
"Yes, but I'm allowed to sit here too. I asked Professor McGonagall for permission so that I could be with my honey-bun all the time," she sighed. Harry leaned around Hermione so that he could speak too.
"Er, but you're still in Ravenclaw, so you can't really go into the Gryffindor dorms, right?"
"Yes, unfortunately," Luna pouted, and then brightened again. "But it doesn't matter. Ronald is still my little lovey-dovey honey-bunny cutie-patootie little mushykins, aren't you, sweetie?" she cooed at Ron. He blushed bright red.
"You don't have to put it exactly that way, do you?" he asked, then laughed. Luna stuck her tongue out at him.
"Well, I don't have to..." she giggled, twirling her fingers in Ron's hair. She picked up a heart-shaped biscuit and put half of it in her mouth, then leaned down so that Ron could bite off the other half, which he did. More of this sickening, not-exactly-flirtatious mush went on for a while, with Harry and Hermione wincing every time their friend's girlfriend of four months said something to him. After a while, it came to the point where it was nearly unbearable.
The couple had begun kissing and were really getting into it when Harry cleared his throat loudly. "A-hem!"
Luna broke away from Ron and looked around dazedly. "What time is it?" she asked Ron, arms around his neck. He shrugged. "We'd best be going soon, I think, love!"
"Oh, right!" Ron exclaimed, his face lighting up with the air of a lightbulb switching on. "Special day planned," he said rather sheepishly to Harry and Hermione, who forced smiles onto their faces for his sake.
"Sounds like fun, you'd better get going!" Hermione said, falsely cheerful. Harry nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, wouldn't want to waste one minute!"
"They're right, hon, let's go," Ron said eagerly, getting up at the same time Luna did. "Happy Valentine's Day, you two!" he winked, and they left the Great Hall arm in arm, Luna's giant heart-shaped earrings flashing in the light behind her. Harry and Hermione waited until their friends had disappeared from sight, and then turned to each other and burst out laughing.
"Lord, I thought they'd have melted into piles of goo by now," Harry chortled.
"I know! I never really even expected they'd go out, though Luna seemed to like him in fifth year. And to think, they were good friends for a long while there."
"What's so strange about that?"
"Well, friends don't usually end up dating, do they?" Hermione asked, and then paused. She and Harry glanced at each other for what seemed like an hour, and then both looked away. Hermione fiddled nervously with her napkin in her lap, and Harry coughed, drumming his fingers on the tabletop. They both looked back at the same time, and laughed.
"Anyway, I'm full. I'm going to go get dressed for Hogsmeade," Harry said quickly, and Hermione nodded.
"Yes. I think I will too, I'll just finish my toast here. Meet you in the Entrance Hall in fifteen minutes?"
"Sure. See you soon," Harry smiled, getting up, and strolled away, whistling.
When he reached the Gryffindor common room, he was still smiling and whistling. Neville looked up from his chess game with Ginny as Harry passed by. "Good morning, Harry! Good mood, eh?"
"Happy Valentine's Day, Neville," Harry grinned. "Happy Valentine's Day."