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Chapter 2: Her feelings about it.
I guess I don't hate Valentine's day but I don't like it much either. That's probably because I've never really been in love. I've always been single on Valentine's day for as long as I've been alive. There has always been friends and family around but Valentine's day has become more centered around the romance aspect and as such I, like almost all other girls, want to be romanced at least once in my life. It's not to say that I've never had a crush on someone on Valentine's day because I have. It's not to say that I've never wanted to have someone on Valentine's day because I have. Like most girls, I've had a dream or two about what it would be like to have someone on Valentine's day. Heck just not to be alone would be a welcome change.
There was first year. I kind of had this thing for Percy Weasley. At the point I didn't see anything wrong with it but as I look back I realize that I was stupid. What was I thinking? He was so much older then me and I was just this little naive first year. Why would he ever like me? But just the same I liked him and wished that he would have called me his valentine. I think I liked him mostly because of his authority and intelligence. He was a lot like I wanted to be.
Second year there was no one in particular. For being in my last year of Hogwarts, at present, I haven't had many crushes. I've been too interested in books as Ginny always tells me and getting good grades. So what if that maybe true. I am now Head Girl and the top of my class. It'll look good when I apply for the Muggle relations courses and internship at the University and when I finally apply for a job at the Ministry.
Third year was strange. Even though I had been best friends with the boy who lived for two, almost three, years I found myself admiring him. As more then a friend. Perhaps these feelings had come because I had seen him survive so much and risk a lot to save those he cared about. That year on Valentine's day I wished for him to come up to me and tell me he like me too. But it didn't happen. I think he like Ginny at that point and he had every right to even if I didn't believe it at that time. But does any girl who likes a boy want him to like someone else? Not really. Near the end of that year, when we found out about Sirius and Peter and saved Sirius from the Dementors I learned that Harry cared about a lot of people. And deeply. It was part of who he was. Because he had been alone for most of his years, he has come to cherish anyone and everyone who becomes close. I was no different, not the love of his life. I was just his best friend and almost sister.
Fourth year was my first serious crush. It was strong and lasted most of the year. Sometime later on I thought it lasted somewhat longer then that and continued on into the next few years. This was on Viktor Krum. I had watched him fly at the Quidditch World Cup and he was really good. I could see his rugged looks from the Omnioculars and thought he wasn't too horrible to look at. Better in person then in the posters I had seen anyways. When he arrived at Hogwarts for the Triwizard tournament and I found out he loved the library as much as I did, the crush became solid. When he asked me to the Yule ball I couldn't help but say yes. On Valentine's day I did receive a Valentine from him but it was store bought and talked of being friends. It was like the one had received from Harry. It seemed to me that he wasn't as interested as I thought. At least not enough feelings to be romantic. I may be a bookworm but that doesn't mean I can't wish and dream for a romantic time with a guy I like. That's all I've really dreamed of over the years on Valentine's Day. I wished for someone to see me as beautiful and special. I want to be surprised and treated like a girl not like your smart mate who always manages to get you out trouble all the time with her knowledge and quick thinking. But another Valentine's day passed and I had yet to be romanced.
A couple of years ago, I, for some strange reason, wanted a certain redheaded friend of mine to send me a valentine. I mean a real valentine not some friendly "Will you be my valentine, Friend?" card but a real one. I don't know why I felt this way. It's still a mystery to me. But ever since fifth year I wanted to receive a valentine from him. While every other day of the year, for the most part anyways, I forget all about this strange feeling of liking him, but when Valentine's day comes around, I want badly to receive a handmade Valentine in red and white paper signed in his scrawling handwriting from him. And this Valentine's day is no different. As it approached I found myself wishing, even dreaming of what it would be like that morning in the great hall. To have Pig fly into the great hall all excited about a delivery and drop it on my plate would make me the happiest girl in the world. Or so it seems to feel at this point in my life. Next year it'll probably mean nothing to me. I probably won't even feel this way next year for next year everything will change. He and Harry will go on to Auror training and I'll continue with my Muggle studies. We probably won't see much of each other and I'll probably meet new guys from different magic schools around Europe. We might even lose touch and not talk. I might not even receive a letter from him come next Valentine's day.
I so that is why this year I have decided not to wish or dream for something that I am pretty sure will not happy. It will just be another day to me. Nothing special, not romantic. Just another plain old day at Hogwarts.