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Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K Rowling.

"Hey, Valentine's Day is in month," Hermione commented casually over breakfast one January morning.

"Oh yeah," Ron replied, pouring coffee into her mug. "So?"

Hermione stared at him. "I was just saying," she said, but looked a little annoyed. "I've got to go to Arithmancy, see you later." She got up and walked out of the hall. Her seat was immediately taken by Parvati. Lavender slid onto the seat next to Ron.

"So," she smirked. "Trouble with the love life Ron?"

Ron groaned. "What do you two want?" He asked, with a mock look of disgust on his face.

"Nothing," Parvati laughed. "Nothing, we just thought you might need a little, you know, help."

"Well thanks for the offer, but I'm fine," Ron said grinning, standing up from the table. But Lavender and Parvati jumped in front of him to stop him going any further.

"Now now Ron." Lavender pushed him down back onto his chair. "It may not seem too important to you, but we know that Hermione finds Valentine's Day very special."

"No she doesn't!" Ron said rolling his eyes. "Hermione hates Valentine's Day! She thinks it's a stupid commercial holiday."

"No way!" Lavender shook her head.

"That's just what she tells you," Parvati added. "But inside, she's yearning for your attention!"

"You've been reading too many romance novels!" Ron sighed, pushing through them.

"Nope, you just haven't been reading enough!" Parvati piped up from his side. Ron lengthened his strides.

"Fine it's your funeral!" Lavender mock sighed from behind him, as they both stopped walking. "Don't come weeping to us when Hermione cries how you've broken her heart!"

Ron stopped. "Oh come on!" He called back to them. "How much is it going to matter to her! It's only some stupid day!"

"You'd be surprised!" Lavender said warningly.

Ron was thoroughly annoyed by now. "Why would you want to help me anyway?" he grumbled to them, walking back to them.

Parvati shrugged.. "Got nothing better to do," she said with a mischievous glimmer in her eye.

"So what do you think?" Lavender asked.

Ron let out a small groan. "Fine," he said, as though it was a huge deal. "I suppose so."

They both beamed up at him, reminding Ron of a pair of pixies who were up to something.

"So what now?" He asked, not knowing what was meant to happen.

"We have it all under control." Parvati assured him. "Just meet us in the library at lunchtime to discuss. And remember, not a word about this to Hermione. You don't want to ruin the surprise!" And they trotted off out of the hall leaving Ron with a bemused look on his face.

"Hey Ron, you coming to lunch?" Harry called out to him as Ron veered away from him and Hermione at the end of their morning lessons.

"Uh, yeah, well I dunno, I've got heaps of work to do, I'm going to the library, I'll see you in transfiguration," Ron yelled back quickly as he hurried up the stairs.

"That's weird," Hermione muttered, looking after him.

"Yeah, since when did Ron miss out on lunch to do work?" Harry chortled.

Ron walked into the library and found Parvati and Lavender sitting at a table. As soon as they saw him they began to giggle and beckoned him towards them. Ron reluctantly joined them.

"Okay. So what's the plan?" He asked them, slightly reluctantly.

"You need to do something really special" Parvati said matter of factly.

"Yes, and the 'Witch Weekly' has fifty great tips for Valentine's treats!" Lavender squealed excitedly.

For the next ten minutes Lavender read from the magazine, suggesting things like 'covering the bed in petals,' and 'buying rather 'special' clothes for the occasion.' By the end of it Ron was feeling quite nauseous.

"Look," he said loudly, as Parvati gasped at the simply wonderful idea that Lavender was dictating. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. I mean, no offence or anything girls, but all those ideas are pretty, um, what's the word?"

"Romantic?" Lavender suggested, beaming at him.

"Inspiring?" Parvati sighed happily.

"No," said Ron flatly. "I just don't think they're right, okay?"

"Fine," Lavender snapped, chucking the magazine behind her. "Then it's time." She looked at Parvati with a sincere look on her face, as if it was something huge, and very secret.

"What?" Ron asked, confused.

Parvati stared at her for a second, looking a little quizzical, but then her face broke into a knowing smile. "Oh." She said quietly. "It's time."

"What?" Ron questioned, annoyed.

"It is the right time." Lavender said solemnly, nodding at Parvati.

"What!" Ron yelled, almost pulling his hair out with frustration.

"The time," Parvati breathed, turning to Ron, "For Plan B."

Hehe, it's so fun writing about Parvati and Lavender, they're the best characters. Please review!

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