A/N: hi everyone, this is a totally random valentines day interlude cause every story needs one. So this chapter has nothing to do with the actual story, it's just a acute fluff. I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a while, but this years been insanely difficult. I'm not really talking to my best friend and she sorta took my boyfriend from me so I'm a little irritated and depressed. Schools extremely hard, my parents want me to get all As, and I got mostly Bs on my midterms sob so I'm under a lotta pressure right now

But I promise I'll try and update a real chapter soon, I have a long weekend coming up and no tests for once so I'll try and update really soon. And err….well if that doesn't work out I'll definetly update some more over the summer! Sorry my loves, but the school years way to hectic.

So thank u all so much for reading and supporting me this far, much loves and e-cookies to all.

Psttttt: as a random rant H.I.M. is the best band ever, Ville Valo is the god of all sex, and Ville Valo + Bam Margera is the hottest thing to grace this earth. So is Ryan Dunn grin everyone should watch Jackass.

So happy valentines' day everyone! ….have a really good one for me. Lol.

Harry's POV

Usually Valentines day is a sorta….well…..in the past it hasn't been so good. I hear all these stories of people and their lovers going out to fancy dinners and buying each other fur coats and diamonds and kissing. And I just feel so empty inside.

Funny right? Me, Harry James Potter, the weirdest freak on the block, is just another hopeless romantic. Last Valentines day I sat on some bridge in the dark and just thought about love. What is it? When I was little I thought it meant giving your life for somebody. But then….you grow up, and you get selfish, and nobody wants to give up their life, not for all the love in the world.

And then I thought love was feeling special. Then I grew up again, and the truth stung even worse. I wasn't special. There were probably a million people in the world with the same green eyes as me, and the same black hair, and the same annoying voice, and the same skinny ass. I wasn't special, so therefore there was no way anybody could make me feel special, cause I wasn't and I never would be.

Now I'm at this damn chocolate factory, with I guess my boyfriend? I don't even know what to call Draco, we've never really bothered to define our relationships. We kiss, we hug, we cuddle….but it feels wrong to say we're lovers, not cause we haven't actually had sex…but just cause. It feels wrong to call him a boyfriend, it feels wrong to make him and those icy blues into something they're not. Draco's not romantic, and he doesn't believe in love, and he'd never celebrate such a stupid day as valentines day.

Someone murmured my name and shook my head to clear thoughts of valentines and roses and chocolates I'd never get. I plastered on a smile and looked over to find Sirius looking down kindly at me.

"Harry are you feeling alright? You look a little spaced out," Sirius fussed in a motherly way, he placed a hand on my forehead, "You're a little clammy,"

"I'm fine, Siri," I pushed Sirius hand lightly away, cheeks heating slightly "Just tired and bored, so bored."

"They always have meetings on Valentines day," Sirius shrugged, nodding towards the other prominemt candy makers who were gathered around a table seriously discussing the sales of chocolates. I rolled my eyes to get a smirk from my godfather and I did, "They're preparing for next year,"

I sighed wistfully and looked over to Draco, I wanted him to buy me chocolate…but that was what a boyfriend did. And Draco was not a boyfriend. Not in any sense of the word. I lost myself in dreams of coming home to flowers and chocolates and sonnets and giving some wonderful girl a million red roses and calling her my queen. Of course this beautiful girl never had a face….she wasn't real. There was nobody as perfect as my imaginary queen, the girl of my dreams.

I still liked girls, and like all other men I still dreamed of finding that perfect girl, but somehow she always ended up having icy blue eyes and platinum blonde hair. Just like Draco.

"Get up, we're leaving." Draco said coldly, storming by me. I looked after him and sighed. I thought we'd gotten closer, I thought we'd gotten over this barrier, but I guess we hadn't. He was still a jack ass. I pushed out of the chair and quickly said goodbye to Sirius and Remus before trotting after my love.

I guess I did love him, after all why else would I put up with such a jerk. "Bad meeting?" I asked sympathetically, trying so hard to be a perfect domestic lover and ask him what was wrong.

"No."

"Er…candy sales low?"

"No, higher then last year." He shrugged coldly, slipping on a pair of dark sunglasses so his icy eyes were now impossibly to read.

"…um…I look ugly?"

"No you look fine."

I slowed down and glared at him. "Well what the fuck crawled up your ass and died."

"I don't like Valentines day."

I stopped walking completely and sent a silent curse to a god who I knew wasn't listening. Great, just great. My 'boyfriend' was going to be even more of a jerk on fucking Valentines day. Fan-fucking-tastic.

We got into the limo and Draco announced, "I want a hamburger."

"Well I want a fucking candle light dinner and lobster," I growled.

He just looked at me.

"Fine Hamburgers." I scooted away from him and crossed my arms over my chest, trying to look extremely angry and hurt. I even managed a few fake tears. Draco didn't even glance my way. I gave up on that after a few minutes and just sat there.

We stopped by a McDonalds and I announced I wanted Drive though. Draco ignored me and slipped out of the limo. I followed him as usual.

Inside McDonalds it was crowded and gross as usual. People looked oddly at Draco who was dressed in a designer suit and standing at line at McDonalds, but he ignored them. I stood by his side, blushing at all the unwanted attention he was getting. Honestly I just felt like crawling into the corner and crying.

We reached the front of the line and I order for myself and then moved to wait for our food. I leaned against the counter in my black jeans and black designer jacket awkwardly fumbling with the dark green scarf Draco made me wear. I just prayed nobody thought I was a girl and tried to hit on me again, last time was so embarrassing. But no, this time, being fucking Valentines day, it had to be worse.

"Hey, cutie," A guy leered, moving to stand next to me.

"I've got a dick," I growled dismissively.

"S'okay, I swing both ways,"

I turned my head away from him, "That's nice, now go away."

"Are you here all alone? On Valentines day? Someone as beautiful as you shouldn't be all alone."

"Go away," I mumbled darkly thinking, great you bastard, just rub salt in my fucking wounds, and hell, why not a little lemon juice! This was the last thing I needed, having somebody remind me of exactly what I wasn't going to get.

"I'd buy you a million red roses, I'd do anything to make you smile. I bet you're even cuter when you smile."

I wanted so badly to smile at him and ask him to take me away. I knew he probably just wanted a Valentines day fuck, but hell….I wanted so badly to have someone sweep me off my feet, even some stranger. I also wanted to hit him really hard. I was still debating which to do when somebody beat me to it.

The next thing I knew the guy was on the floor and Draco was standing above him. The blonde yanked me under his arm and I blushed even more. The last thing I wanted was Draco to make a scene…then again, maybe that means that he loves me! I mean he'd told me once…but I just wanted more. I wanted him to show his love with a million red roses and chocolates and by whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

"You stay the fuck away from him, you got it?" Draco snarled, giving the man a kick. He grabbed our food and stormed us out to the limo. I slipped in and he followed, setting the food down between us.

"Did you have to make such a scene?" I sighed, handing him his hamburger.

"Yes."

I sat there slightly stunned as he attacked the burger, "What?" He growled.

"…um…nothing," I shrugged and carefully nestled down beside him, curling my head on his shoulder. Draco tensed a little bit, but he didn't move. So I stayed at his side and we both ate our hamburgers in a comfortable silence.

He had to make a scene? What did that mean? I guess it means he does care…but still….I still wanted roses, I still wanted all those romantic things other couples did for each other.

After that we went to another meeting, it was just as boring, but Draco left half way though and said he had to run some errands. I think he just left cause I was starting to fall asleep.

But I was wrong. We actually did run errands. We went to the supermarket and I cheerily picked out foods while he watched me with a tiny smirk. That little smile made me want to dance around the supermarket like an idiot, god anything to make him smile at me like that!

We went to the dry cleaners and picked up some suits, Draco bought me 4 new ones for upcoming meetings. It was such a painfully unromantic gift that I actually had to giggle. Who gets they're lover a suit on Valentines day?

We went to the video store, we mailed out a few packages, and then worst of all sat through another meeting. But this time Draco held my hand under the table and sent me quick smiles every now and then. That dumb meeting ended at nine and then we finally got to go home. It was such a painfully unromantic day. Hald of me wanted to giggle at it and the other half wanted to cry. I'd never get that romance that other people got, I'd never get to fill that void that Valentines day always dug in my heart.

We went back to the factory and walked to our room in a comfortable silence. It was Valentines day, shouldn't we be making out or shouldn't he be carrying me? It was so odd, but yet it felt some comfortable just walking side by side. I slipped my hand in his and he squeezed my hand lightly. Warmth flooded into that little void in my heart and I couldn't help grinning.

Wait we were just holding hands? Why was I so damn happy? I still didn't have my roses….Maybe if your really in love you don't give each other roses, wait did I miss a love 101 course or something! Why does everyone get romance but me!

We returned to our room, I took a shower while Draco disappeared to watch tv. I emerged from the shower and found clothes waiting for me, my favorite fluffy pajama pants and an unattractively huge, but comfy sweater. I changed quickly and went out to the tv room to join Draco.

I curled onto the couch beside him and he reached onto the coffee table and handed me my favorite mug. It had little fluffy penguins on it and once again my heart warmed, he remembered my favorite mug?

"It's tea, the lemon kind you like," Draco explained, almost sheepishly, "I already put in the cream and sugar." He gave me a brief, affectionate kiss on the top of the head and wrapped an arm around my middle.

I took a sip of the tea, it was exactly how I liked it…how did Draco know how I liked my tea? How did he know which sweater was my favorite? I realized suddenly that he was watching Lord of the Rings, I love Lord of the Rings! Since when had he realized my favorite things? Wait was this how Valentines day should be?

"Oh and I got you some phish food ice cream, Ben and Jerrys, you like that kind right?" Draco added. I nodded and couldn't suppressed a sniffle. He shot me an odd look, "Are you crying?"

"Sorry," I said in a tiny voice roughly wiping my tears away with the back of my hand. "But it's just…."

"What? Did I do something wrong?" Draco asked with real concern.

"No! no it's not that, but you just….you did all these nice things," I curled closer to him and smiled a little bit. Was this a real relationship? Coming home not to flowers and roses but to your favorite movie and a pint of ice cream? God I really had missed some relationship lesson.

"Well why are you crying then?"

"It's Valentines day and I just…" I fumbled with my words for a few moments before finally starting, "thank you."

"For dragging you through three meetings and being an ass?" Draco growled, for a moment hurt shone through his eyes, and guilt? Oh my god, he felt guilty! About what!

"You weren't that bad, and I didn't mind the meetings!" I protested quickly, the last thing I'd wanted to do was make him feel bad. "It was just such an unromantic day…"

"I'm sorry, I should've planned a candlelight dinner and a million red roses right?" Draco laughed weakly.

"No you don't get it, it was nice!" I laughed, "It was really perfect."

"…but don't you want roses and chocolates?"

I thought for a moment, starring up into my beloveds confused blue eyes. "I did…but now I just want to sit here with you."

"So…it's okay that I didn't get you roses?"

I gave him a playful kiss on the nose and curled back into his side, prepared to watch Aragorn battle Orcs on Valentines day. After a few gruesome slayings I muse softly, "I guess this is what a relationship really is,"

"huh?" Draco yawned.

"It's not really about the chocolate, or the flowers, but it's more about just being…I dunno, there, and domestic and just coming home to your favorite ice cream and a movie and stuff…that's real."

"Once again, Harry shocks the world with his Shakespearean way with words," Draco said sarcastically.

"I'm serious Draco!"

He smiled at me, really smiled and that void that Valentines day normally brings? Well it was completely gone. "Well if that's what you think love is, then I agree completely….because to me, you are the only love I'll ever know."

I blushed and despite wanted to swoon at his sweet words and handled myself better, "That's so corny."

"And pathetically it's the only truth I've ever spoken in my whole life." Draco sighed dramatically.

I kissed him softly on the lips, it wasn't one of those messy slobbering kisses, but just a sweet little one. "Well if that's the only true thing you'll say then I'm more then happy with that."

"Oh I love this scene!" Draco exclaimed, breaking the tender moment.

"They're breaking the wall!" I quickly joined in his glee and together that valentines day? We watched the battle of Helms deep, and then we watched Return of the King. I feel asleep at some point, but I woke up the next morning, still on the couch, still buried in Draco's arms. And in the early morning sunlight I decided something, love? It was real…but it wasn't flowers or chocolates or expensive gifts, it was something indescribable, it was something special…and the only way to know how it feels is to feel it yourself.

A/N: I'm sorry if this sucks and has no point but it helped me a lot writing it, lol. God I hate valentines day, but luckily Harry and Draco are having a better one then me. So happy Valentines day to you all, hope I kinda pinned down the idea of a relationship. Now I'm gonna go watch Bam and Johnny Knoxville do stupid things and laugh. That makes me feel better.

And I'm sorry for posting this a little early but I wanted it up a lil before Valentines day.