Chapter 22: Her view on it
I tried to act as if today was just another day and it worked fine until I received the first of the secret admirer notes. That changed everything but for some strange reason I didn't see the other couples during the day. The only person I really saw all day was that surprising redhead. While I had promised myself not to wish or dream, I couldn't help it. As soon as the first note arrived I couldn't help but wish for it to be from him. But in the end, when I doubted I'd be that lucky, my wish was granted. It was him.
For the first time since I was born, I had an interesting and romantic Valentine's Day. And the romance aspect of it came from the one I most wanted it to come from and yet the least romantic person I knew, my redheaded friend. It was so surprised when I found out for sure that it was him. I had never seen him do anything romantic. He hated Valentine's day and was always a grump on that day. It shocked me. But now, after I've seen how romantic he can be up front, I know that deep down he has a really caring soul with a big section for romance. I've known him for seven years now and I would never have guessed it was in him to do something like he did for me today.
He told me later that the big reason he did it was that he was too nervous to tell me to my face. I know sometimes he can be a shy and nervous person. I've seen him blush and get nervous a lot over the past years. But today he hardly blushed when he told me. Since that night he has told me that I gave him strength and courage. He told me that when we were together as friends he was fine but the moment he thought about telling me after we parted, he got nervous. But that night he wasn't nervous. At least not that I could see on the outside. Since then he has told me that he was so nervous he made himself sick. I knew then that he really cared about me. I am so glad he finally told me.
I do not dislike Valentine's day as much anymore. I never really hated it but I didn't really like it either. Being single on Valentine's day is not just painful, it's torture. Especially when you can't help but picture scenes in your head of how much better things could be. But now I know what it's like to be romanced. My dream came true even if it was slightly off from how I pictured it would go. It wasn't exactly everything I hoped it would be. It was much more. More then I had dreamed and wished and hoped for. So what if Pig didn't deliver a handmade Valentine in the great hall over breakfast. I still got one and I got the Valentine to go with it. I love my redheaded valentine. But how could I not? I got exactly what I wanted.