Chapter Fourteen

My Valentine

It was now February. The Committee of Teams all had the same classes now and they were going to start the Cheering Squad, the Wrestling Team, the Martial Arts Club, and the Dueling Club. They now had everything that they needed.

"So what are we going to do for Valentine's Day?" Draco asked Mya as they walked through the gardens.

"Well, I figured that we'd cook a picnic...Fiona, Jet, and I always did that together...Jet would cook, I would help, and Fiona would conjure up the picnic bubble..." Mya said.

"Picnic bubble? And how did you guys always see each other...I mean, before now... you all lived in different countries!" Draco said, slightly confused.

"It's called a portkey, sweetie...We're witches..."

"Oh, ya, had a Ron moment there...but what's a picnic bubble?" Draco said, smirking.

"Just what it says...a bubble that you can have a picnic in...when it's cold, raining, or whatever, you an be inside and still get the feel of the outdoors experience...sort of..."

"Oh...gotchya..." Draco said, mocking Ron a little.

"You know, it's not very nice to make fun of your friends," Maria said, laughing as she shook her finger in his face.

He stuck his tongue out at her.

"Oh, boo, I wouldn't do that if I was you..."

"Do what? This?" He talked with his tongue still out and then stuck it out further.

Mya laughed and then kissed him.

"Is that why...'cause that was nothing..."

She kissed him harder.

"Now that's more like it..." He kissed her back. She giggled in between.

Later they all came down to the Wolvensoir Common Room in their Cheerleader outfits and sweats. Ron was the only boy wearing a cheering outfit.

"Um...Ron...the boys can wear their sweats from wrestling..."

"Jet told me to..."

Jet ran down the stairs, "WAIT, RONNIE...your forgot your bows!" She was holding two bows, one sage green and one baby blue, to match the ones she was wearing in her two braids.

"Aw, Jet, their wearing sweats..."

"Oh, all right, Ronnie-kins, quickly now!" Ron practically fell up the stairs as he ran to get the cheering outfit off.

Everyone laughed.

Once Ron came back down with his wrestling sweats on, it was time for Jet to teach them the first cheer.

"Okay, we'll do a cheer for all the houses, all five of them...Let's do Wolvensoir first..." She pondered. As she thought, Mya chucked pom poms at everyone. They were sage green and baby blue streamers with pink handles.

"Don't tell me...these are our house colors, aren't they?..." Harry gulped.

"Oh, stop, Harry, you know you fancy pink," Blaise kidded with him.

"Oh, haha, Blaise...very funny..."

"Are they are house colors?" Draco asked, looking a little uneasy.

"Yes, they are...all the manly colors are taken...aparently..." Harry said.

"All right, I got it," Jet said, getting in her ready stance.

"That was fast," Blaise said.

"Sh...don't stop her creativity...it doesn't come that often..." Hermione hit Blaise over the head with her pom poms. Luckily for Hermione, no one had heard her.

Mya stood as her partner.

"Wolvensoir Wrestling, wrestle 'em to the ground. Put 'em in a headlock and see if they make a SOUND OFF..."

"RONNIE!"

"SOUND OFF..."

"DRACO!"

"SOUND OFF..."

"WOLVENSOIR!"

"How did you...she didn't teach..." Ron stared pointing and babbling.

"I can read minds, remember...chill, man, chill..." Mya assured him.

"Oh, ya..."

"How do you like it, guys?" Jet asked, happily.

"It's great, but I didn't know I was on the wrestling team...nor did I know that I was important enough to be in the cheer..." Draco said.

"Well...boo...I kind of signed you up and...since you and Ron are the only ones from the Committee of Teams on the team...you're co-captain..." Mya said, pulling on the drawstrings of his pants. "They aren't tight enough..."

"Well, if you think I could be a good wrestler..." Draco shrugged.

"Of course I do, boo, you'll be one of the best..."

"All right, back to CHEERING!" Jet yelled.

Everyone laughed.

After they all approved of Jet's cheers, it was time for Ron to take over and teach them all a few moves.
"My dad gave me a pamphlet that he got from a muggle wrestling coach...I think I'm pretty good at it...well, atleast I can put a pillow in a headlock..."

Everyone laughed as Ron stretched.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked, fixing his glasses.

"Stretching...don't want to pull anything..."

"He's right, guys, everyone stretch..." Fiona said, pulling her leg up behind her.

Mya went down in a straddle and Jet jumped into a split.

"Damn you guys are flexible..." Blaise said, gulping.

"Well, we have to be, if we're going to be captain and co-captain of the Wolvensoir cheer team...and Noni's got to be able to kick ass, even if the ass if above her head..." Mya said, stretching over her right leg.

"I don't like stretching," Hermione said, trying her best to touch her toes, but was no where near the ground.

"Oh, that's all right, Hermione...you don't need to be all that flexible for badminton..." Jet assured her. Hermione took her comment as a little bit of an insult and didn't say anything.

"All right, let's get started," Ron's peppiness kind of startled everyone.
"Aw...you turned cheerleader..." Draco joked.

"Haha, let's get started, and Draco...why don't you be my dummy," Ron smirked menacingly.

"Aw, you smirked on purpose, Weasel..." Draco said, walking up to him, "You know what get's me flustered..." Draco smirked.

"First, you crouch to get ready," ROn said, readying himself. Draco rolled his eyes and did the same, "Then you circle a bit, trying to intimidate you opponent..." Ron said, again, doing as he taught.

Draco copied, trying not to laugh.

"And...attack!" Ron lunged at Draco. They were in a full-fledged wrestling match. Everyone, but Jet, were rooting for Draco.

"Ya, Draco!" They screamed.

"NO...RONNIE, RONNIE, RONNIE!" Jet screamed louder. She finally elected herself the referee.

"DRACO! YOU CANNOT PULL OUT HIS HAIR! PENALTY!" Jet yelled, pulling on Draco's hair.

"JET! You're referee! It's not a tag-team match!" Mya yelled out, cupping her hands around her mouth.

"Oops...sorry, Draco...sorta got caught in the moment..." She let go of his hair, "But let go of Ronnie's hair," She slapped him on the back of the head and then removed herself from the battle scene.

Before it got any uglier, Blaise and Harry broke it up.

"We're cool?" Draco asked, holding out his hand.

"Ya, we're cool..." Ron and Draco did a weird handshake and made-up.

"All right! I think we've done enough committee stuff for today, and anyway, we got to go to school tomorrow...and I know none of us had done our homework..." Fiona said.

"We know you know...you know everything," Jet said, grunting. She hated homework.

It was Valentine's Day, and all the guys had gone to Hogsmeade to get a rose for each of the girls. They left the girls in the Wolvensoir kitchen to get the picnic ready.

"I've always cooked the muggle way...it just makes the food more satisfying since you've done all the work..." Jet said, taking off her pretty red lace shirt.

"WHY ARE YOU TAKING YOUR SHIRT OFF!" Hermione screamed.

"So I don't get food on it?...don't get your knickers in a twist, I have a sports bra on...and besides, I am putting on an apron," Jet said, picking up her apron. It said 'Smooches' across the front.

Hermione raised and eyebrow and shook her head.

"Hermione?...maybe you and I should go put up the picnic bubble...down by the lake?..." Fiona said, grabbing her by the wrist and pulling her out of the kitchen.

"You know what Jet?" Mya said, smiling as she tied her apron.

"What?" Jet said excitedly.

"After the picnic we can go ice skating on the lake!"

"Oh, ya...but I suck..." Jet said, unsure of the idea.

"Jet, I taught you how!" Mya said.

"I know, Mya, but I still have no balance or coordination on those things!" Jet said, referring to the skates.

"Oh, well...but we'll still have fun!" Mya said, being optimistic.

Someone was knocking on the door, "COOKING TIME!" It was Ron's excited voice.

"Of course you're thinking about the food..." Draco's voice came out from behind the door. You could almost see him smirking.

"I got it!" Jet said, running up to the door, "I'm gonna make him wet himself," She said, laughing as she put her hand on the door knob.

"NO! WAIT! IT'S NOT RO-..." Mya was too late. Jet had already opened the door and was kissing Draco.
"Is it just me or did you get tall-...DRACO!" Jet screamed, taking off around the kitchen.

"Did she just kiss you?" Ron said, shocked.

"Don't worry, Ron...she didn't mean to...she thought he was you..." Mya said.

"Oh, okay..." He didn't quite understand, but he took Mya's word for it.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry!" Jet screeched.

"Oh, it's quite all right," Draco said, smirking.

"DRACO!" Mya backhanded him in the chest.

"Oh, I'm only kidding, love," Draco smirked broader.

"Oh damn...the smirk...of course you make me melt when I'm mad..." Mya smiled.

"Well atleast I took you off the boiling point. And Ron, she's a bloody good kisser...good job, mate!"

"Uh...thanks?..."

"DRACO!"

"Oh, babe, you know you're my only love interest..." He put his arm around her waist. She kissed him.

"Where's my kiss?" Ron asked, feeling left out.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Red..." Jet ran up to him and kissed him.

"Now that's more like it..."

They laughed.

"Where's Harry and Blaise?" Mya asked.

"Oh, we saw Hermione and Fiona on the way back. They stayed with them to help with bubble," Draco answered.

"Okay, good, LET'S START COOKING!" Jet said, whipping out her spatula.

"Did you plan on wearing anything underneath your apron?" Draco asked Jet.

"She is Draco, it's called a sports bra," Mya said, "I'm the one that doesn't wear anything underneath my apron,"

"Ya, but it covers you..." Draco said, disappointed.

"That's the point, love,"

"Are you mocking me?"

"Ooooh, maybe I am..." Mya smirked.

"All right! FOOD NOW!" Ron yelled, whipping out a wisk.

"Oooh, unguard," Draco said, pulling out a ladle.

"So juvenile..." Mya shook her head.

"Oh ya?" Draco took some flour from the counter where Jet had been rolling out some dough.

"You wouldn't dare..."

"Or would I?" Draco threw flour on Mya.

"Oh, it's on!" Mya grabbed the extendable hose that was attached to the sink and turned in on him, "Oooh, you're sexy when you're wet..."

"You're lucky her and the Weasel are present..."

"Is that a threat?" Mya's eyes turned yellow. All the ingredients that Jet had been using to make her dough had floated above their heads. Her dough stuck to the ceiling.

"Mya...control your powers!" Jet said, angrily trying to grab the eggs out of the air.

"Here," Ron went to get the eggs, but dropped them when Mya's eyes went back to their normal color. They landed on Jet's head.

"Oops..."

They all had a food fight.

Finally Jet grabbed the hose, "YOU'RE TOAST!" She went to run with it, but the extension cut her short and pulled her back. The floor was full of flour and eggs, so she slipped and fell.

"OUCHIE!" Jet tried to get up, but the floor was too slippery.

Draco and Mya were making out in the corner.

Ron walked over to Jet carefully, "Here, I'll help you up..." He said, holding out his hand. Jet pulled him down with her. The dough from the ceiling fell on Ron's head. Jet giggled.

"OOOOH! I am DOUGH MAN!"

Jet giggled as she ripped a hole in the dough around his mouth. She kissed him.

Later, when the were "finished," they got up, holding onto the counter or anything around them.

"SHOWER TIME! Coming, Mya?" Draco said, winking.

"Hm..." Mya pondered jokingly.

"You shouldn't have to think about that..." He gave her his best puppy dog eyes, "I'm already wet..."

"Whose fault is that?" Mya giggled.

"Uh...yours...you're the one who hosed me down!"

"Oh, ya!" Mya stifled her laughter.

"Oh, now you've asked for it..." SInce one of Draco's powers was that of Thor, he could conjure rain. He conjured a baby rain cloud above Mya's head.

"Oh..." Mya chortled, "And what is that little wisp of smoke going to do?" Mya asked, laughing. The rain from the cloud came pouring down on her, "Oh..." She was soaked.

"Oh, Ronnie!" Jet pointed the hose at him.

"What," He turned around. She turned the hose on him. He just stood there.

"Oh my God...you SEXY BEAST!" She lunged at him. They were back on the flour and egg covered floor, rolling around. Mya and Draco were making out again, the little rain cloud pouring down on them.

LATER, when they really were finished, Jet whipped up some wizard made food while the rest of them cleaned up the messes with their wands. A quick scourgify spell did the trick. They scourgified themselves and went down to the lake for the picnic.

They all jumped into the bubble and sat around in a circle, the food in the middle. The bubble was a lot bigger inside than it had seemed from the outside.

"LOOK, it's PINK!" Jet said, looking around them at the clear, pink flourescent bubble.

"Ya, new colors now...not just plain ol' clear..." Fiona laughed.

They had their lunch and talked and once they were done, they jumped out of the bubble and it popped.

"What are we gonna do now?" Harry asked.
"Ice skate!" Mya said, "ACCIO ICE SKATES!" Ice skates, a pair per person, came flying to where they were standing. Mya put her wand back in her pocket.

"WAIT...I NEED MY SKATE OUTFIT!" Jet screamed, "ACCIO SKATE OUTFITS!" Cute outfits for each of them came flying to where they were standing.

"And how are we changing, persay?..." Draco asked, intrigued.

"Like this...switcheroo" Hermione said, waving her wand from the clothes she was wearing to the outfit they had given her. At the blink of an eye, she was wearing the skating outfit and her former outfit was where the skating outfit had been lying.

"Aw, damn, Hermione...you always ruin those kinds of things..." Blaise grunted. She shot him a nasty look and he shut-up.

They all "switcherooed" their clothes and put on their ice skates. They went onto the ice. As soon as Jet touched the ice, she fell.

"OUCHIE!" She screeched, rubbing her bum. Ron came skating over to her. He was quite the professional.

"Here, Smooches, take my hand..." Ron said, suavely. He helped her up. She stood with her legs far apart, knees bent, and hunched over, "First of all, Jettie-bear...you need to fix your posture...straighten your back, unbend your knees and scoot your legs closer together..." She did everything but scoot her legs.

"Oochie-coo...they don't scoot..." She sighed.

"All right...hold onto my shoulders..." He bent over a little, held onto the sides of her legs and pushed them together. Unfortunately (or fortunately...lol), his head was stuck between her legs. His plan had a glitch.

"Ooh!" Jet giggled.

"Okay, smooches, this should be easy. I know you can do it since your a cheerleader. Now listen carefully. Tuck her chin into your neck, hunch over my back and somersault on me and land behind me,"

She did it perfectly, "YAY!" Everyone had stopped skating to watch her performance and clapped when she succeeded.

Mya and Draco were skating around, hands and lips interlocked (hehe).

Hermione and Blaise were just skating, and the same for Harry and Fiona. Jet finally got the hang of skating when they all decided that they had skated enough. They all thought it was a good idea to go on their separate dates now, to be alone with their valentines.

Mya and Draco went back to the common room, Mya on Draco's back, leaving everyone else to go on their own dates. Once they got there, they crashed on the couch closest to the fire.

"Ah..." They both sighed, popping off their shoes. Draco put his arm around her and she snuggled up to him.

"Hm...you know what we're missing?" Draco asked softly.

"No..." Mya whispered, closing her eyes.

"Accio capuccino," Draco said, waving his wand with his free hand. Two capuccinos flew through the air and stopped and floated in front of them

Mya smiled and took her capuccino. She took a sip and sighed in delight, "Mm...my second favorite flavor..."

"And what would your first favorite be?" Draco smirked.

"Who do you think?" She said, smiling in his face.

"I didn't know 'whos' could be flavors," Draco chortled.

"Well, duh! You're my number one favorite flava!" Mya said dramatically.

There was a poof and the capuccinos disappeared.

"That's my Ass..." Draco said, before he kissed her.

She pushed him away, "What's this about your ass?"

"Well, not my ass...your ass...which I own. I was referring to you as my ass,"

"Oh...I got you..." She said, looking at him weird.

"Oh, I don't think so...I believe I got you...no wait...I own you!"

"Ha...that's where your wrong, Mr. Ass...I own YOU..." She pushed him down on the couch and kissed him.

"Hm...I could live with that..." He kissed her back.

Jet and Ronnie had gone to the Ice Cream Parlour in Hogsmeade, where they had their first date. They ordered the same hunka chunka kiwi-nana splits with the same toppings and sat at the same table. The one nearest the counter for easier accessibility (lol).

"Wow, Red...I can't believe it's been four and a half months..." Jet said, sliding her spoon around the whipped cream, strategically around the cherry.

"Ya..." He said, watching her intently as he licked his spoon, "I've noticed...how you eat...your ice cream I mean...you first eat all of the whipped cream and then all the ice cream, making sure that you leave the cherry for last..."

"Ya?..." She raised an eyebrow.

"Well...it's cute..." He smiled.

She smirked (can't you see Draco running up to the window and screaming in "MY SMIRK"? lol and then mya dragging him away, waving at jet hahaha) and leaned in closer, "Well, I think it's sexy how you lick your spoon after you eat a spoonful...very redilicious..." She kissed him, leaning over her ice cream. When she went to sit back down her bust swiped over her ice cream. She hadn't noticed.

"Uh...Jettie-bear?..." Ron said uncomfortably.

"What is it, Ronnie-kins?" She asked, licking her lips.

His eyes were on her chest.

"Uh...sweetie...I'm up here..."

"Uh...em... um...uh..." He was at a loss for words and was pointing at her chest.

"Ya, Ron...I have boobs," She went to adjust her bra to prove her point and realized she had ice cream on her chest, "Oh! Oops..." She giggled, blushing.

Harry and Fiona had gone to the Astronomy Tower to look at the stars. The sat on the ground outside where the telescopes were. Harry adjusted the telescope so that they could look through it while sitting. They sat next to each other and took turns looking through it. Fiona shivered a little. Harry took off his jacket and put it around her. He then put his arm around her. She snuggled up to him and closed her eyes.

"I love you..." She whispered. This was the first time she said that to him.

He was a little surprised, but felt the same way, "I love you, too..." He kissed her on the top of the head.

The 'I love you' was a big step for Fiona. It not only said that she cared for Harry, but it also said that she had moved on from Oliver's death.

Blaise and Hermione walked around in the gardens by the fountain and Blaise had his arm around her shoulders. She had her head on him and her arm around his waist.

"You know, Hermione...you're really are hot..."

She blushed, "Thanks..."

"People don't normally see that side of you...they always see your bookworm side...but I can see past that book you have your nose in...I see the true sexy, non-prude girl,"

"Oh, you got that right..." Hermione giggled.

"I like how you put a prude act on in front of Jet, Mya, and them," Blaise said sarcastically, "Why can't you show them how you really are?"

"Because then they'll feel threatened...I'd be too much of a competition for their reputations," Hermione smiled maliciously, "You know what? I think it's about time for everyon to see the real Hermione..."

"Oh, now you're talkin'...Oh, HEY! Does that mean I can feel you up and shit in public now!" Blaise asked excitedly.

"Don't push it, cutie..." Hermione grabbed him by the face with one hand and kissed him, "...don't push it..."