Sorry its been a while, I have been busy with work. Anyway hopefully there are still one or two readers… enjoy.

Twenty minutes later the seventh years were assembled at the entrance to the school. Whilst it looked like it was sunny it turned out to be in fact quite brisk still, and so no one was in any mood to get going. They had the entire day to do as they pleased. They could leave as soon as Remus Lupin had come to sign them out, as long as they were back by dinner time, at which point they would sign in. Remus being a good friend of Harry's over the last two years that he had been teaching, had told Harry he was free to stay out as long as he liked, providing none of the other teachers saw him wondering in during the early hours of the morning.

"What's taking him so long?" Ron asked as he peered over the crowd of seventh year students.

"He probably had something important to attend to." Hermione replied, slightly more curtly than she would have had today not been such a depressing one. As if to prove her wrong, there was a murmur that rippled through the crowd and Remus appeared, slightly out of breath.

"Sorry about being late." He said as he ran to the front where he turned to face them all. "I forgot about things and then I couldn't find my coat. You know how it is…"

Remus was always one of the few teachers who could get away with acting as anything but one. "Now let's get on with this shall we. I have some shopping to do and I'm sure you all have remote parts of Hogsmede to run off to where you can take off half your clothes and kiss." Several people laughed and Hermione cursed the fact she wasn't one of those people. Not that she was a pervert or anything (obviously girls couldn't be) but if Harry had pushed her up in a remote corner and taken his top off, then it would only be fair to do the same.

"You sure you want to come with me and Ron?" Harry asked as they started walking down the slope towards the village. Hermione considered this for a moment. She often had fantasies, though Ron was never in them. She mentally hit herself.

"Well it beats sitting round on my own." She said with a slight note of worry in her voice. "Why you afraid I'm going to scare off any potential mates." She said in a boyish tone to hide her worries. Ron was tempted to say yes.

"No, I like to think I'm not that shallow." Harry said as he tightened up his coat. "I just worried it would be the same for you."

"What you mean someone would want to ask me out?" Hermione said as she rolled her eyes. Harry looked at the ground.

"Well yeah, it could happen. You're not entirely ugly after all. It's just with a couple of strapping muscular men such as ourselves." He said as him and Ron exchanged one of those boyish rituals in which they elbowed each other as a means of reassuring there heterosexual sexual prowess. Hermione rolled her eyes and continued.

As they reached the village there were already quiet a few people there. Many of the students had run down into the village, whilst there were a great number of non-students as well, partly due to the fact that unless you fancied eating at the leaky Cauldron, then Hogsmede was the only place for obviously magical beings.

"Shall we go to the sweet shop first? Harry asked as they neared Honeydukes. Hermione readily nodded. Perhaps all the romantically wrapped chocolates would inspire him to propose, or at the very least buy her something.

As they walked into the shop they were hit by a blast of hot sweet smelling air. It was sickly for the first few seconds until the senses adjusted to the assault they were receiving on all fronts. The shop which normally sold all sorts of sweet items seemed to have shifted more towards the expensive chocolate range. There were lots of tradition red heart shaped boxes containing chocolates probably worth a fraction of the price. They also ha a selection of chocolates you could buy individually, and have wrapped in a rather fancy manner of plastics ribbons and sparkly bits.

The shop itself was busy with people, most of whom were middle aged men who had forgotten what date it was, and were now out on emergency missions to try and please their wife. Arthur Weasley was one of them.

"Ahh Ron!" He said as his eyes lit up. "Tell me your mother does know about Valentines Day doesn't she?"

"Yes…" Ron replied as he wondered where this was going.

"Mmm I thought as much, that's probably why she was crying this morning when she was cooking breakfast."

"Do you not remember last year when you bought her a stuffed toy of a decomposing corpse?" Ron asked in exasperation.

"I bought that for Halloween didn't I?" Arthur asked as he paled slightly.

"You thought that was what it was when you went to the shop last year. I remember you came home complaining about how there was nothing suitable for sale."

"Oh I see… Anyway good news is I didn't do that this year. Bad news is I didn't do anything. Does your mother like dark chocolate?" He asked as he pressed his face up to the glass counter peering at the counter.

Twenty minutes later they left the shop, having each spent a little money. Arthur Weasley was no longer with them, something they were all thankful for. Ron and Harry had both bought boxes of chocolates which they stowed away in their bag.

"You see if you are going to buy chocolates for every girl you think may get something for you then you're going to end up spending all your money." Ron explained to them. "where as this way, if you keep a box on hand, that way you can wait till the girl gives you something, before giving her something. That way you don't waste money on the cheap ass…" He said before Hermione began to stop listening.

"Oh my god it's her." Ron said as he spotted a single girl amongst a crowd. Harry looked all round for the one in particular that Ron was talking about, but to eyes not clouded by love it was difficult to spot the individual. "I'm going to go give her the card I got. I was going to give it to her this morning but there were all these boys around and my card looks lame compared to theirs." Before either of them could say a word Ron dashed off, slipping on the path and falling over, before hastily pulling himself to his feet and covering the remaining distance.

They watched as he reached into his bag and pulled out the card and passed it to the girl. They were out of earshot and so Hermione and Harry were left following the conversation though gestures and facial expressions.

"Is it going well do you think?" Hermione asked as the girl frowned. There were a lot of people walking backwards and forwards and so they kept blocking the view.

"I don't know but I think…" Harry said before he fell into silence. As a fat man moved across the path and the vision reappeared the girl was kissing Ron.

"Well I guess it did go alright for him after all." Harry said in mild amusement. Ron stopped kissing the girl, and spoke to her for a minute. He then looked at Harry and in a series of gestures Hermione was unable to interpret, passed a message to Harry. He finished off by miming a yawn.

"He says he is going to spend the rest of the day with her, and won't be back until late tonight." Harry said as he turned to Hermione. "I guess that means it will be just us two from now on, if you want to that is. You know someone people will probably get confused and think we are on a date. Do you think you could bare that?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh I suppose I could bear that." Hermione said as she tried to act like it wouldn't be the secret lust filled fantasy of hers.