Author's note: I apologize to everyone that I didn't get back to this sooner- I forgot that I had left you all hanging...must work on that in the future. Well, here it is, 'V-day' , the one you've all been waiting for...Poor Tonks, eh?

February 14th -The Day of Eternal Sadness, Shame and Broken Hearts

Antheia Marsheddle, the Hufflepuff prefect- is knocking on the broom cupboard door telling me I must come out. I won't. I'm never coming out. I don't care if I rot here until I die. I AM GOING TO DIEEEEEEE-WHY HAVEN'T I DIED YET?!?!

Let me put it this way in case you haven't figured it out yet- today was a DIASASTER.

So here's what happened….

I woke up to find myself bald. That's right, you heard me correctly- BALD. Bald as a baby on all sides, bald as an egg, bald as Winston Churchill…

I knew something terrible like that was going to happen. So anyways, in my panic I managed in 30 minutes to grow out my hair to grow into a short bob. The fringe went all wonky though and Kit lent me some clips to hold it back.

We went down to breakfast- where it was already quite crowded. The morning post hadn't come yet though- me and Kit picked at our food and exchanged nervous glances.

And then they came- all the owls swooping about dropping off parcels, letters and nasty pink carnations which seemed to be popular this year.

We had instructed our owls to wait until breakfast like everyone else had told their's so that we could see the reactions of Horatio and Charlie.

Poor Charlie, the love book from Kit landed right in his morning porridge and sent it spilling everywhere. He looked rather perplexed- as if he had never seen a pack of love letters before.

Horatio received about a hundred notes and cards from admirers- I could see my big lacy one near the middle and kept darting glances over to the Ravenclaw table to see if he had read it yet.

I was halfway through my toast when I glanced over again and chocked-

HE WAS READING MINE!

I watched as he opened it up and read the inside. His eyebrow went up and he let out a small laugh. Barely a syllable long but it managed to make him laugh! OMG….Hm. Now that I think about it- I wonder if that was a good or bad thing…

Charlie was still reading his letter from Kit with a slight frown on his face- probably wondering why it wasn't outlined like a Quidditch diagram. Probably would have been much simpler and easier for him to understand that way. Typical boy.

Suddenly an owl dropped itself in front of me and landed me with a bright pink, foul smelling, carnation.

Me and Kit stared at each other. I looked around for a name on it but the only thing written on the small card was "To: Nymphadora Tonks…Happy Valentine's Day…From? "

"Who sent it?!?!" Kit asked after reading the card.

I was so embarrassed I shoved the carnation deep into my school bag where it unfortunately got decapitated by the zipper.

Victoria Penrose had seven carnations- I counted- two boxes of chocolate, and quite a few cards. She, like many other girls wouldn't put their gifts in their dorm but rather strutted about the halls with them- which is really quite obnoxious and unnecessary.

People really do get stupid on Valentine's day. I saw a 7th year give his girlfriend a caged dove- gag. If I had a boyfriend and if gave me a caged bird- I'd hex him. Who on earth wants a smelly BIRD on Valentine's Day? Plus you'd need to buy it food, and clean up after it and…

Ugh, alright- moving on. Besides all the show-offey couples in the hallways holding hands and such- and the obnoxious girls who went around with their flowers and such- it was a perfectly normal day…

UNTIL DINNER….

I had just stood up after dinner to head up to the dormitory and was walking out of the Great Hall when I chanced one last glance at the Ravenclaw table. Horatio Starkey was looking at ME. He was mouthing the words- 'Hold on a minute'

For one blissfully happy moment as I saw him stand up as well and I thought with a pounding heart- 'Horatio has sent me the carnation. Horatio knows I sent him the card- he knows I love him and he loves me and now he is coming over to declare his undying love for me.'

Horatio walked across the hall and came walking over to where I was standing. Closer…and closer…he was defiantly coming for me….I smiled and then suddenly-

He walked right by me- he was so close, his robes had even grazed mine- I turned and saw….

None other than Victoria Penrose who was smirking as Horatio came walking up to her and kissed her.

I don't really remember what happened after that. I think I walked as smoothly as I could out of the Great Hall- I don't think Horatio or Victoria really noticed me- and headed, absolutely miserable up the stairs and down the corridor.

Suddenly there was a voice right behind me- "Nymphadora-"

I turned to see Arthur Whitehall coming up behind me, rubbing his large nose with his hand.

"Oh." I said. "Hullo Arthur-" I turned to go when suddenly his voice caught me again.

He managed to stop rubbing his nose only to ask- "Did you guess that I sent you the carnation?"

I must have looked like I had had cold water poured right over me. I was FLABBERGASTED (I love that word by the way) "Uh, I-" It was all I was able to come up with at the time, too horrified and stunned to say anything else.

And then- without any warning whatsoever- Arthur Whitehall leaned forward and kissed me- not a little peck on the cheek either- but a full out seconds-long snog with his wet tongue in my mouth.

His eyes were shut- mine were open still from shock- and all I could see were those large bogey-filled nostrils inches away from my face. The kiss as far as that went was downright awkward and weird- and moreover it was Arthur Whitehall who was kissing me.

I feel bad for him- I really do, I know it can't be easy having enormous bogeys in your nose-but a tissue would go a long way.

Then he finally pulled away- (much to my relief) and said an awkward 'goodnight' before quickly heading back down the corridor the opposite way.

I stood there, unable to move or act when suddenly there was shrill giggle behind me. I turned to see Daphne Williams, Victoria Penrose's loyal second in command standing at the top of the stairs- obviously having seen the whole thing.

"Awwwww, how sweet!" she simpered. "Tonks and Arthur!!!!"

Then she ran back down the stairs- to go tell the whole school I suppose while I sprinted back to the dormitory-

But even then- no luck- right before I turned the corner to get into the dorm I collided straight on into burly, Charlie Weasley.

"Tonks!" he exclaimed. "Are you alright?"

I had stumbled backwards and nearly collided into the stone wall. "Oh hi Charlie, yeah- I'm fine thanks-"

I had just straightened myself and was walking past him when he said my name again,

"Er- Tonks?"

I turned to see Charlie looking very confused and interestingly enough, he was blushing. His face the same colour as his fiery red hair.

"Yeah?"

"I…uh…"

"What's up Charlie?"

"I ummm…read your letter-"

"My letter?"

He looked terribly uncomfortable, "You know, er-" and he pulled Kit's letter from his pocket. "The letter you sent me, and I just wanted to say-"

I opened my mouth to tell him the truth, or part of it rather, but suddenly-

"CHARLIE!" We turned to see half of the Gryffindor quidditch team coming out of the portrait to the common room. "We've been looking all over for you!"

I took this as my cue to RUN up to the dormitory where I threw myself on my bed- utterly confused and upset.

"What's wrong?" Kit asked coming in shortly behind me. "I was waiting for you downstairs but you ran upstairs so fast-"

"My life is OVER!" I wailed.

I explained everything to Kit and she was so kind and understanding until I reached the part about Charlie.

"What do you mean he thinks it was you?!?!?" she exclaimed.

"Kit- I just told you! It's not my fault!"

"Why didn't you tell him it was me?!?!"

"You told me you didn't want him to know!"

"But now he thinks YOU like him!" Kit cried.

"I know!"

"Tonks!" Kit cried, her eyes filling with tears. "How could you do this?"

"MY HEART HAS BEEN BROKEN!" I sobbed.

"SO HAS MINE!"

We bitched back and forth for some time until Kit flung herself onto her bed and wouldn't talk to me at all despite my pleading.

So I left- I went downstairs again, out of the common room and hid in a broom cupboard which thankfully enough was empty (I wasn't sure it was going to be with all those cozy couples that were joined at the hip today).

So here's why Valentine's Day was so bad-

1. Horatio does not love me.

2. I have been kissed by Arthur Whitehall...

3. …and now the whole school knows.

4. Charlie thinks I love him.

5. My best friend Kit is now furious and won't talk to me.

6. Victoria Penrose received 7 carnations and other objects of affection…

7. …which were most likely from Horatio.

8. My hair which earlier refused to grow at all has just recently sprouted down to my ankles.

But with any luck, I can now spare myself all the misery and pain I'm suffering from and just die from either-

1. A broken heart

2. Total humiliation

3. My super long hair that could very well strangle me.