The fact that Hermione Granger was going out with Ron Weasley seemed to interest lots of people.

Lots of people being Lavender Brown.

Lavender had being going around in a huff for the past week; eyes narrowed and face like a storm cloud whenever Hermione walked past. Parvati had taken to whispering in her ear and falling silent whenever Hermione passed them in the corridor. In short, Hermione wasn't the most popular girl in the seventh year girl's dormitory.

But Hermione was too delirious with happiness to care about the silenced mutterings or the spiteful looks. She walked around with an extra spring in her step, performed doubly well in her classes, if that was even possible. All in all, Hermione's life had taken a turn. For the better.

It was a week since Christmas. Harry, Hermione, Ginny and Ron were sitting in the closest armchairs to the roaring fire. Ginny was sitting in-between Harry's legs and Hermione was snuggled up to Ron.

Christmas had been a happy affair. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were on a well earned cruise through the middle of the Bermuda Triangle, so Harry, Ron and Ginny stayed at school. Hermione had decided to stay with them.

For Christmas, she had received a "Wanderings of Witches and Warlocks" set from Hermione, New chess pieces from Harry and a beautiful Amethyst necklace from Ron. She had got Harry a week's supply of Fizzing Wizzbies, Ginny a beautiful Eagle Feathered Quill and Ron- Well she had bought him year's subscription to the "Chudley Cannon's" magazine. Ron preferred this gift greatly to the "My sweetheart" necklace he had received from Lavender the year before.

So life went on at Hogwarts, and life was good.

That is, it was good until Valentine's Day.

In honor of Valentine's Day, Dumbledore had decided to throw a ball. Hermione had, of course, been asked by Ron, and she had, of course, accepted. She planned to pull out the fateful periwinkle blue robes she had worn to the Yule Ball three years previously.

She woke up early on Valentine's Day. She carefully dressed, and floated down the stairs to the common room.

And there she found it.

Or them, precisely.

Sitting next to each other in identical envelopes. One addressed to Ron and one to her.

She opened Ron's first. It read:

Dear Ron,

My heart beats wildly as I write this note. On the night of the Valentine ball, meet me at midnight at the top of the astronomy tower.

Your Lover,

L------r B---n

Hermione snorted. Lavender had never been a one for surprises. She folded the letter and resealed it. She opened her letter, feeling sure it was from Ron. She started reading.

Dear Hermione,

I know that you have a boyfriend and everything, but please hear me out. Met me in Gryffindor tower at midnight today. Then all shall be revealed.

Her heart felt as if it had turned to ice.

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