Disclaimer: yea, yea... i dun own Harry Potter! Or any songs written by any artist on this chapter (I don't own the artist either…)

A/N: made a few changes down below.

Chapter 6 – Happy Valentine's Day

Harry woke the next morning with a damp towel lying across his forehead. His scar was still giving off a little sting, but it wasn't as bad as it was before when he heard—

Harry slowly shook his head. He wanted to forget all about it but it was hard too. He knew Dumbledore knew what happened the night before, and that he'd want to know exactly what he heard.

A soothing voice spoke. "Hey, Harry. How're you doing?"

Harry rolled his head over and saw Hermione gently smiling back at him. She looked so calm but Harry knew deep down inside that she was worried. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, here face was still damp from the tears, but still Harry thought she looked magnificent. "Hey, you look great!" He slowly grinned.

Hermione blushed. "No I don't, I'm a mess." She looked down at herself. Her robes were damp from her tears.

The two continued to talk with each other, both trying not to land on the subject of what had happened the night before. Dumbledore came in to speak to Harry but quickly left after hearing what he had needed to hear, leaving Harry and Hermione to continue their conversation. The usual set of visitors came to visit Harry checking to see if he's any better.

On Valentine's Day morning, Harry shifted his head and found Ron over on the bed besides him hysterically rummaging through pieces of parchments and heavy text books. "Hey, Ron!"

Ron looked up from his mess. "Harry! Oh thank Merlin you're awake." Ron quickly rushed over to Harry and helped him sit up in bed, and then he walked back to work. "You've got to help me! Snape gave us another rubbish essay in Potions. Five feet of parchment. FIVE FEET! What in BLOODY HELL can you write in five pages! Damn Jessie! If she didn't have a bloody date tonight Hermione would be here helping me instead of helping Jessie decide whether or not she should wear her hair up or down or to the side or to… ARG! Who bloody hell cares!"

"Hermione's not here?" Harry frowned. He just noticed. She said she'd come see me today. "Did she come to see me before I woke up?"

"Oh yeah, she stopped in for a second but then left afterwards for some reason, she said Happy Valentine's, but who cares! I need help!" Ron bellowed. "Listen, mate. I'm gonna go to the library and see if any one else can help me with this." Ron got up from his bed and collected all his things and hastily shoved everything in to his bag. Ron pulled his bag over his shoulder and turned to look at Harry. Reading his mind he said. "Don't worry mate, she still cares about you; she's been here since last night. Don't worry yourself over nothing. I'll see you before dinner, bye." Ron left.

Great. Harry thought. Now I'm stuck here alone, and on Valentine's day. Harry sighed. He slowly got out of bed with the help of his crutches and slowly made his way to the washroom feeling depressed that he couldn't spend the day with Hermione.

Just then the hospital doors swung open. Dean and Seamus sauntered in to the Hospital wing following Neville who was lying in a stretcher floating over to one of the many vacant beds.

Harry frowned. "What happened to Neville?" He noticed a massive purple and red bruise just over Neville's right eye. It seemed to be getting worse.

"Oh him?" Seamus asked. Dean shook with laughter. "Kind of a sad, but funny story…"

Dean sighed. "You know that step you're supposed to jump over on the stair case behind the tapestry that takes you down two flights of stairs? Well of course, Neville forgot to skip it so he got stuck and there was no one there to help him out. So anyways, Peeves comes floating along with millions of snowballs in hand and he's throwing them all at some second year students. Then he spots Neville stuck so he takes the opportunity to throw one of his massive snowballs, so he does, but inside was this perfectly carved ice-ball and it hit Neville in the head. He got knocked out and we reckon he's gotten hypothermia. We found him half covered in snow, and had already passed out."

Harry was so stunned he didn't know whether or not to feel sorry for Neville or to laugh because of Neville's forgetfulness.

Hermione crossed the large circular room. The room was neatly decorated. There was a path of rose petals leading from the door to a table in the center of the room. She gracefully danced circles around the spacious area in the room, with a flower tiara Jessica had magically made. She raised her arms as if she was dancing with someone. "Beautiful" by Christina Aguilera was softly playing in the background. Jessica crossed the room trying not to run into Hermione as she continued to spin. She picked up a basket full of rose petals. "Hey, Hermes? What do you want to do with these?" She lifted up the basket and showed her the contents inside.

"Oh…" Hermione thought. She made a couple more turns before stopping to catch her breath. "I was thinking of making a path or something, or maybe just throw everything around the room, all over the place!" She walked over to Jessie and took a handful of the petals and surveyed the room. She smiled and just threw the petals above her head. She watched them fall to ground, before picking up another handful. "Here." Hermione picked up Jessica's spare hand and dropped the petals onto her empty palm. "Help me!"

Jessica and Hermione continued to jump around the room throwing petals ubiquitously. Hermione and Jessica were completely immersed with what they were doing they didn't hear the door open behind them.

Ron walked into the room and shut the door behind him. He watched Hermione and Jessie as they dance around throwing flower petals all over the place like drunken flower girls at some wedding. "Bloody hell, what are you two doing?"

Hermione and Jessica shrieked. Out of sheer shock, Jessie chucked petals into Ron's face. Hermione ran for the table to hide, but slipped on the petals she and Jessica had just thrown all over the place. Jessie giggled at Hermione, sprawled across the floor. Hermione joined in laughing with Jessica. Jessie fell to the floor laughing at Hermione and Ron who had petals all over himself. Ron spat out the petals that were thrown into his mouth. "What the hell was that for?"

Jessica looked up at Ron and apologized. "Sorry Ron. I didn't really mean to aim those right at you… you just startled me!"

"Well come on." Ron brushed the petals off his head and shoulders then first went to Jessica and helped her up, then Hermione. He looked around the room, while Jessie and Hermione tried to rid their selves of petals. "It looks nice!" Ron said truthfully. Red and pink cloth draped the walls, flowers were all over the place, the petals beautifully thrown everywhere, and the music played superbly in the background. "Harry's gonna love this… You know, he's been trying to plan something for you, but since he can't really get out of bed to do anything he's been feeling really bad about not being able to do something special for you. By the way, he's looking better, when I left after we talked; I saw him get out of bed with his crutches and walked over to the lavatory."

"Oh good." Hermione smiled. She was proud with what she had done. This was going to be her and Harry's special night, just the two of them. She had already known about Harry planning something, Ron had accidentally told her, so she wanted to do something for Harry. She wanted that night to be the one special night when she would tell Harry that she loves him. She wanted it to be perfect so she got Jessica and Ron to help out. Jessie with planning, decorating, and helping Hermione get ready and Ron was helping by getting Harry to her tonight. "So he doesn't think anything's happening tonight, right?"

"Don't worry, Hermione! He doesn't know, he was just sad that you weren't with him when he woke up." Ron laughed. "I reckon he was kind of disappointed to see me this morning!"

The girls giggled as Ron continued to observe the room.

"He's really gonna love you for this, Hermione." Jessie smiled. "It's perfect!"

"Yeah it looks great." Hermione looked around the room. She noticed a flower hanging out of place in a vase. "Oh that's not right." She started to walk over to the flower but Jessica grabbed her arm.

"Leave it the way it is… it's already perfect!"

Ron raced into the Hospital wing only to find Harry reading quietly to himself. He rushed up to Harry's bed, tired and out of breath. Harry looked at him worried that something was wrong. "Are you okay?"

Ron tried to take deep breaths, trying to level his breathing, but he was too tired. "Hermione… she… help… oh god… I'm tired…" Ron gasped

Harry quickly got out of bed – well as fast as he could with out the help from Ron – he grabbed his crutches. "What's wrong with Hermione? Where is she? Is she alright?"

Ron looked up at his friend. "I… She…" Ron took another deep breath. "Oh just follow me."

Ron led Harry up to the seventh floor searching for a vastly polished door. Harry continued to limp behind Ron. "Here it is." Ron walked up to the door and waited for Harry to catch up. Ron opened the door and lightly pushed Harry in. Harry lurched through a veil of pink and red cloth and found himself standing in a magnificently decorated room. He heard footsteps behind him. He spun around hoping to see who was there. "Hermione?" He called out.

Jessie rushed out the door meeting Ron outside. "Okay, let's go! … Oh they're gonna have so much fun!" The two walked back down to the library to catch up on their homework. It was still early in the day so Jessica didn't worry about meeting Draco until later.

Harry walked further into the room and felt utterly strange. What the hell's happening? "Hermione? Are you in here?"

"Hey Harry, Happy Valentine's Day!"

Harry spun around again this time facing Hermione. A huge grin crawled across his face. Hermione was dressed in a red dress that ran all the way to the floor and it fit her so nicely. Her hair was dressed up with a few strands of curls pulled down framing her face. She looked magnificent. Harry limped up to her and gave her a kiss on the check. "Happy Valentine's Day!"

Jessie left the library. She walked back to the Gryffindor tower to get her gift for Draco, from her room. She ran down the stairs hoping to find Draco sitting in the Great Hall eating or at least hanging out with his cronies making fun of some first year, not that she liked seeing Draco torment the other students, she just wanted to find him there. She pushed open the doors to the Great Hall. She looked around at all the face, and realized it would be easier to look for someone with white-blonde hair. Jessica frowned. Maybe he's in the library for some reason… Jessica was about to go racing up the marble stair case for the library when she heard Draco's voice speaking behind the entrance doors, on the outside. She slowly wandered over to the doors, listening carefully to what her boyfriend was talking about. The doors were slightly open, Jessica saw the back of Draco's head, and his white-blonde hair shimmered under the moon light, Jessica could see the breath coming from Draco's mouth as he talked to his fellow Slytherins.

Draco ceased talking. He sat on the lowest step, like a statue, scarcely moving. Jessica watched as a pale whit hand moved up Draco's back and started to rub his shoulder. A rush of jealousy rushed through Jessie's body as she saw Pansy Parkinson throw her arms around Draco's motionless body. Pansy kept giving Draco kisses on the cheek and whispers in the ear.

Why isn't he brushing her off…? He hate's Pansy… bloody hell, what's wrong? Jessica frowned.

"Is it true?" Draco asked. He looked towards Crabbe and Goyle. They just nodded and watched Draco look off into the distance.

Jessica slowly pushed the door open. The four Slytherins turned their heads when they heard the door creak open. As soon as Draco saw Jessie standing in the door way his eyebrows furrowed together, he looked at Jessica like she was the filthiest person in the world. He quickly stood up and pushed past Jessica through the door. "Crabbe, Goyle… come!" He called through the door.

Jessica stood just outside the door watching as Pansy shot up and skipped over to the door. She turned back to Jessie and smiled. "It's over, if you come anywhere near Draco I'll curse you into the next century!" Then she skipped through the door running to catch up with Draco.

Jessie's heart dropped. What happened? What did I do to make him mad? Jessie watched Crabbe quickly scurry by stomping his way into the castle. Jessie was left standing outside with Goyle. Jessie looked into his big dumb eyes, she wondered what was wrong, she looked at Goyle for answers. Goyle just blinked. He felt sympathetic for the girl. She actually liked Draco, the boy who hated everyone but himself. Well, maybe not her, he thought. Goyle walked to the door, about to leave but instead he turned around and faced Jessica. "It was all supposed to be a bet. It was nothing in the beginning, but I guess he fell for you."

Tears started to fall down Jessie's face. She didn't understand what was happening. Was it all really just a lie? Did all the Slytherins have something to do with all of this? Did Goyle just sound not stupid for the first time in his life?

"You…" Goyle started. He hesitated. "You're half and half… you're not a pure witch." Goyle walked through the doors leaving Jessie outside in the cold alone.

Jessica slowly dropped herself to the cold concrete floor. She placed a small, neatly wrapped box in front of her. She pulled her legs up to her chest and placed her head on her knees. Tears swam down her face as she stared at the green box.

Harry and Hermione continued to dance together, not noticing the little house elves quietly scurrying around collecting the empty or used plates, replacing the leftovers from the dinner with desserts for the couple to enjoy afterwards.

Hermione leaned her head against Harry's chest and sighed.

Harry looked down at her. She looked up and stared into his magnificent green eyes. "What's wrong?" He asked.

Hermione smiled. "Nothing." She placed her head back onto Harry's chest and they continued to slowly circle the room.

Harry felt great. He wanted to tell Hermione but he didn't know how she'd feel. He could feel it in him. Every time he saw Hermione anywhere, walking up to him, talking to her other friends, or even in pictures, her beautiful face always made him smile. She made him feel different, great, incredible. He wanted to shout it out to the world, how he felt, he wanted every one to know, he just didn't know if Hermione would return his feelings. For once he was scared of something else. He forgot about Voldemort, having to murder, to kill or be killed. He was afraid that if he told Hermione how he felt she wouldn't tell him she didn't love him in return. Harry shrugged, he had to say it, or else he'd never know. He took a deep breath.

"Harry, I love you!" Hermione looked back into Harry's eyes.

Now our dreams are coming true.
Through the good times and the bad
I'll be standing there by you.

Harry smiled. She loves me! HERMIONE GRANGER LOVES ME! Harry rejoiced in his head. Oh damn it Harry, tell her you love her too!

"I love you, Hermione Granger." Harry slowly cupped her face with his hands and gently kissed Hermione.

Dobby quickly ushered all the other house elves out of the room, leaving Harry and Hermione to their selves. The couple continued to passionately kiss, while "We're in Heaven" continued to play in the background.

And love is all that I need
And I found it there in your heart.
It isn't too hard to see
We're in heaven.

Ron ambled down the main stairs heading towards the Kitchen, hoping to get a snack before he went off to bed. While passing the Entrance hall, he noticed a flickering of light coming from outside the door. He walked over to see what could be making that orange-y/red light. Ron pushed open the massive oak doors and found Jessica leaning against the wall outside the castle. A small object, what looked to be like a green box, was burning a few inches away from her feet.

Ron rushed over to Jessica and realized how cold she has. "What are you doing?"

She kept her tear-wet eyes focused on the burning object. "Keeping warm…"

"What happen?" Ron asked, sitting down besides Jessica. He put an arm around her trying to keep her warm. "Why didn't you just go inside?"

Jessie glanced up at the door a few feet away. "Too far."

Ron sighed. "Jessie… What happened?"

Tears started to fall down Jessie's face again. "Draco broke up with me… 'cause I'm not a 'pure' witch." She broke out into tears and sobs as Ron wrapped both his arms around Jessica. He knew this would happen, he knew sooner or later Draco was going to break up with her. Of course he had wanted Draco to break up with Jessie but after seeing how she feels hurts him even more then seeing Jessica with Malfoy.

"Here come with me back inside; I want to show you something." Ron stood up and held his hand out for Jessica.

She hesitated but then got up and followed him back into the castle. Ron led Jessica to the bottom of the marble staircase; he took her along a hallway, the walls covered with paintings of fruits and other foods. He walked up to a picture with a silver fruit-bowl and tickled the pear. A large green pooped out in replacement of the pear. He grabbed the handled and pulled the door open.

Jessica gasped. She was standing in the Kitchen of Hogwarts. "Wow it's big…" House elves were running around collecting all the empty food trays from for long tables, identical to the four in the Great hall. Jessie walked into the middle of the room. House elves bowed and curtsied then went back to there chores. With in minutes they had cleared all four tables.

Ron pulled Jessica over to one of the long tables and told her to sit down. A few house elves came running over carrying over trays and trays of sweets. Others came baring tea and cookies.

Ron walked back to the door as soon as Jessie had settled herself in with all the house elves. "You just stay here; I'll come back in a while."

"What! Where are you going?" Jessie mumbled; her mouth stuffed with strawberry tarts.

"I'm just going to go do something. I'll be right back okay?" Ron said.

Jessie just shrugged and slowly continued to eat. Another group of house elves came running up to Jessie with different assortments of pastries.

Ron left the kitchen, off to find Draco Malfoy, to give him a piece of his mind.