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February 14th, 1996, 5th Year at Hogwarts

I enter the quiet pub and my eyes widen at the lack of people. Small amounts of pink and red glisten around the large room.

Rosmerta's serving two old men and there are some witches in the corner showing each other presents from boyfriends or husbands.

There, all by herself, is Hermione, gazing out the window. I walk over to her, ordering 2 butterbeers. I check my pocket and to my surprise, I have enough to pay for both.

I pull out a chair and flop into the seat opposite her.

"Ron!" she squeaks. I look awkward.

"Hi. What are you doing?" I ask.

"Waiting for Harry." She replies and I look at her. Her cheeks are flushed and a scarf is wrapped tightly round her neck.

"Isn't he with Cho?" I ask harshly and she looks at me again.

"He's at Madame Puddifoots, like all others with dates." She sounds angry- and upset. "I need to talk to him about the DA."

She looks out the window again. Ginny walks past, holding hands with Michael Corner. I clench my fists.

"So you're jealous?" I ask and she blushes.

"I have a few ideas to improve the DA." She says, ignoring my previous words. "I'm not sure if Harry will like them, I don't think they're that good." She fades off.

"All your ideas are good." I whisper and she smiles. She rests her hands on the table and I take them in mine.

We both turn red and there is an awkward silence.

"2 Butterbeers?"

Hermione pulls her hands from mine and looks at Rosmerta.

"I didn't order a Butterbeer." She says but she looks at her empty glass and digs in her purse for money.

I take my money out my pocket and pass it to Rosmerta, who smiles and leaves us both.

"B-But…" she stutters. "You didn't have to."

I know that she doesn't want me spending half my money on her.

She frowns before smiling gratefully.

"Thanks." She blushes. "I didn't bring a lot of money. I only have the DA galleon left."

I smile and pull mine out the other pocket, placing it on the table.

The bell in the door rings when another couple enter the pub; Ginny and Michael Corner. They sit in a corner, whispering to each other and kissing one another. I turn purple.

"Ron, are you okay?" she asks, She hasn't seen Michael and Ginny. My eyes flick from her face to the couple and she turns round. Her expression changes.

She faces me again, her face sad.

"I haven't got a date either." I say to her. She doesn't reply. Once more, I take her hands in mine. "Just 'cause you haven't got a date doesn't mean no one likes you."

Deep words from me. Hermione thinks so too (or one of the red things is floating above my head).

"Ron… that was sweet." I feel as if Hermione is still thinking about what I just said – sweet is not a Hermione word.

Her eyes seem to flutter close and I lean across the table, gripping her hands tighter.

Her eyes open just before I kiss her. I freeze in my position.

"Ron." She mutters, her voice wavering. I don't draw back but I feel her hands shaking. Ginny glances at us – confusion on her face, before snogging her date once more. I take my eyes off Ginny and look back at Hermione, who is trying to pull herself out of my grasp.

"Hermione." It seems as if we have only been saying each others name for the past five minutes. She lifts her brown eyes to mine.

I lean forward from my already uncomfortable position, unlace my hands from hers and place them on the table, either side of my body as I place my lips on hers.

We kiss for a few minutes until a beeping noise interrupts us. Hermione slowly pulls away and looks at a watch on her wrist.

"Harry's coming." She says. "Bye Ron." I smile and Hermione kisses my cheek as Rosmerta takes away our empty glasses.

When I leave, I see Harry exiting Madame Puddifoots and soon an angry Cho follows.

I think I've had a better Valentines day than Harry.


Longest chapter so far and I think I deserve 20 reviews, writing this even though I have been banned from the computer.

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