Disclaimer: Harry Potter does not belong to me, and neither does Ron, Hermione, Ginny, any Weasleys at all, Hogwarts, and so on...

A/N: I have reached my goal! I now have 3 reviews including my first! jumps around in sheer happiness So, I would like to individually respond to each.

jeevesandwooster: My first ever reviewer, I am forever in your debt! I wish I had a self-playing guitar too...gosh! Napoleon Dynamite imitation

Emma-Lynn: Thank you so much for the constructive critism! It means so much that you would give time to better my writing. Anyway, sorry for the confusion. I had planned for Hermione to be buying them late V-Day presents, but since Ron's gift was so expensive it was going to be his B-Day present (his birthday is on March 1st which I roughly figured was 2 weeks after Valentine's Day) as well as his V-Day present. There I go, giving away the chapter! Haha, oh well.

Kirstie232: I actually have someone who's looking forward to an update! I love you!

On with the story:

Hermione shrunk the parcel and hid it in her pocket as she walked downstairs where her friends were awaiting. Coming nearer to the common room, she heard bits and pieces of the conversation including Ron going on about the guitar.

"I guess I made the right decision." Hermione thought happily, and she skipped the rest of the way downstairs.

"Wow, someone's in a good mood." Harry smirked, seeing Hermione frolic towards them.

"It's Valentine's Day!" she said gleefully, and twirled around with her arms out and her head back in laughter. Harry, Ron, and Ginny, wierded out by Hermione's sudden holiday spirit, decided to ignore this odd behavior.

Except Ron. Seeing Hermione like this...it was odd. All he wanted to do right then and there was to go and pick her up and spin her around like she was all his. Her curly coffee colored hair tumbling down her back and her cinnamon eyes looking into his eyes as they-

"Ron! What are you thinking about! This is Hermione, your best friend!" Ron, snapped out of his daze, shook his head and started to pay attention to what was happening around him.

"-and this little button here opens the box where it can play any song on demand." finished Harry as he gave Ginny her present.

"Oh, thank you Harry! It's gorgeous." replied Ginny, and gave Harry a big hug. Ron watched with bitter emotion, trying not to rip Harry off of his little sister right then and there.

"Well, Ron, why don't we give Hermione her present now?" said Harry, with a wink.

"Oh, right." Ron said, and pulled out a little box with a small ribbon out of his pocket. "This is from me and Harry."

"Harry and I." Hermione corrected, as she was presented with the small package.

"Right, right, whatever. Just open it!" Harry and Ron retorted in unison, and then laughed as did Hermione and Ginny.

Hermione slowly untaped each corner and slid the paper off of the velvet box. "Oh, Ron, Harry, you didn't have t-" she was cut off as she pulled out the most breathtaking bracelet she had ever seen. It was a small linked chain of silver, with 3 small charms. One a minuscule pink rose, Hermione's favorite flower. Another, a box, that upon opening played Hermione's favorite song. And the last, a small sapphire, her birth stone, set into a small crown of gold.

Tears filled Hermione's eyes as she gazed at the beautiful jewelry. "Oh my gosh, Harry, Ron, I can't accept...it's so...you must've spent..." Hermione trailed off, to lost for words.

"We're glad you like it." Ron laughed, and was surprised when she pulled him into the tightest hug he had ever received. Letting go of Ron, who was still in a daze, she grabbed Harry and squeezed him too, tears pouring down her face.

"Oh, I love you guys so much, this is so beautiful." Hermione looked up at them with a watery smile.

"It was nothing." Ron said bashfully, sending a blush up his neck and turning his ears bright red.

Wiping her eyes, Hermione quickly got back to business. "Well, enough tears, here's your guys' presents." and she brought out both the perfectly wrapped gifts.

Tearing through the paper as though it would explode if not done quickly enough, Harry ripped open the box to find it full of snitch merchandise. "Sweet!" Harry cried as he began tinkering with all his new toys.

Hermione smiled and nodded at Ron to open his package. Ron stared at his gift before slowly ripping the paper off, puzzled by the size of it. Inside he found a tiny guitar, one that looked exactly like his dream guitar. So alike, he could've sworn...

Hermione swiftly brought out her wand and recited an enchantment, causing the diminutive guitar to grow to 7 times the previous size. Dazed, Ron looked down at the now 10 pound guitar, not yet realizing what just happened. "Paul..."

He was soon brought out of his trance as he looked up at Hermione, who had a hopeful look on her face, biting her lip and gazing at him.

"Hermione, you...you bought Paul for me.." and finally understanding what had really happened, that the guitar that he had wanted for so lon-well, actually, it was less than a day, but still.

Ron jumped up, dashing to Hermione, knocking her over with a tackle, which was actually meant to be a hug, and held her to him tightly. "Thank you so much!" he said, reaching down and kissing her softly on the cheek. "I love it!"

However, they both soon realized the close proximity they were in, and sprang apart. Stuttering apologies and excuses, they sat back down, the room filling with stifled giggling and laughter at their embarrassment. Harry and Ginny shared a secret knowing look, before ushering their two friends back to their dorms, saying it was late, and they ought to get to bed.

"Come on Hermione. It's time for bed." Ginny said, leading her towards the girl's stairwell.

"Ok." Hermione replied, but half-way up the stairs, she called out, "Hey, Ron!"

Ron peaked his head up the girl's stairs, as he and Harry hadn't retreated to their dorm yet. "Yes?" he asked.

"That guitar is your birthday present too, I hope you know." Hermione said with a sly smile.

"I know. I wouldn't expect one anyways." Ron replied, and waved goodnight as he turned the corner. "Oh, and Hermione?" he said, turning back.

"Yes?" she asked, holding her breath, for maybe, just maybe, he might tell her...

"His name is Paul." Ron said, grinning.

"Right." Hermione said, laughing. "Goodnight, Ron."

That night, all of Gryffindor tower suffered from lack of sleep, as there was quite a lot of jamming out going on in a certain 7th year boys' dorm.

A/N: I know, I know, Ron is very OOC, but can't we just pretend that for once he doesn't mind that someone payed for something he couldn't afford? But, I am overjoyed at getting 3 reviews, so NOW my goal is 5. Kirstie, you encouraged me to update faster, so this ch. was for you. I hope you like it! Oh, and I sadly will not be able to update for a while, as I will be in Oklahoma through Saturday, but I will try to update soon after. Have a wonderful week, and please, REVIEW! XOXO, Hannah