Hello folks!

Fifth year and we're back with Belle!
It's Valentine's Day for them lads, and Robert has a surprise for his gf!

About those who asked me to write a chapter for the Yule Ball itself I'll see if I write it after I finish the fanfic itself
Thanks for those who read and review it! I do appreciate it! ^^

Hope you enjoy!

FIFITH YEAR – FINALLY, NO INTERRUPTIONS

Belle was quiet as she left her common room, trying to be as sneaky as possible. Being a Prefect would not help her if she got caught. Robert had asked her to meet him behind the statue, near the great staircase in the third floor. Even though Belle could not imagine why he wanted to meet there of all places, she was more than happy to comply. The thought that he'd asked her to leave in the middle of the night – in Valentine's Day – to meet him somewhere gave her a thrill.

Belle could almost hear her friends – mostly Emma and Ruby – laughter as she tried to make her way down as fast and quiet as possible (Prefects out of bed after curfew? Some example you are!) . But they wouldn't understand. Belle was not against breaking the rules per say (it's not like she ever had to, after all). She was against being stupid about it! Her dear friends often were caught by the teachers, and when they escaped, it was just barely so. No, you had to be smart about it. Cunning, if you will. It was easier to hide and sneak around when you were alone. And quiet. Which is why Belle had been pleased when Bobby agreed to have her meet him halfway to…wherever it was that they were going. He'd seemed reluctant at first, but as soon as she explained her reasons, he was quick to agree with her, an amused smile on his face.

Arriving on the fourth floor, Belle kept wondering where was her boyfriend going to take her. It was probably going to be somewhere on the third floor; otherwise, he'd have asked her to go further down or not down at all. After all, he'd agreed – half way. It also could not be somewhere they were allowed to go, even as Prefects; otherwise, they'd have gone in the morning. Though Robert had given her another reason for choosing the night: their friends. She couldn't even blame him. Quite the contrary actually. It seemed that every time they made plans to see each other in a date or a romantic way, someone seemed to find them and get in the way.

First, there was that special date they'd planed a month after the Yule Ball – a date when, Belle had learned latter, Robert was going to ask her to be his girlfriend. Properly. The Slytherin had made reservations for them in Granny's dinner. A good thing, because the place was full when they arrived. So full, in fact, that when Emma and Ruby arrived, in the middle of the lunch, they felt it was only natural to join their friend in the table where she and Bobby were sitting. Belle tried to discreetly shoo them away, Robert was not so polite, but even so, they stayed, ordering something for themselves (and completely ignoring Granny's pointed looks). It got even worse when Mary Margaret and David (another Gryffindor) arrived and joined them.

One week later, they actually managed to have a meal by themselves. Robert had asked Rumple, that darling elf, to separate a bit of food for them (how were both of them ever even chosen as Prefects?) and they had a lovely picnic on the castle's grounds by the lake. Both resting against a three, leaning on each other, enjoying the warm weather and the food. Halfway through the meal, Robert had backed away slightly, taking a hold of both of her hands and looking straight in her eyes. He'd told her then how glad he was that she'd said 'yes' to going to the ball with him and how he'd be even happier, if she'd be his girlfriend. Belle's answer could not have been, of course, anything less than tackling him to the ground, and kissing him happily. They'd both been interrupted a few minutes later by a splash of cold water and Jefferson, Alice and Ruby (why was she always involved?) hovering over them. While Alice was blushing, and Ruby was trying to hold back laughter; Jefferson was grinning madly, not bothering to hide his wand. "Sorry, are we interrupting something? You two looked like you could use some company." Even though she was mad, Belle had had to focus on keeping her new boyfriend from jinxing his only male friend into oblivion.

Then there was Valentine's Day, another attempt at Granny's dinner had been frustrated. This time though, due to the fact that Ruby had started shouting like a howler. Apparently, she'd caught her then boyfriend, August Booth (a Slytherin), kissing another girl in the Three Broomsticks. After slapping him in the face in front of everybody, she'd rushed out to her grandma's place. Belle, apologizing to Gold, had followed her friend to try to calm her down. He'd understood of course, even asking after the Gryffindor when they met latter to go back to the school, sharing a chocolate heart Bobby had bought them. Even though he would probably never admit, he had warmed to all of her friends, sort of. And them to him. They would never hang out without her around, but she knew that deep down, Emma, Ruby and Gold enjoyed their battering. Mary Margaret and David took him on stride in respect to Belle, even if they were a little hesitant in the beginning.

This school year itself had had two interruptions already. The first Hogsmead weekend back from summer vacation found Belle and Robert having a calm breakfast together in a corner of the Ravenclaw table, just the two of them. And after so long without seeing each other, it was all Belle wanted. It was not to be, however. Not long after they'd actually started eating, Mary Margaret showed up, David hot on her heels. Ruby had managed to get Moaning Myrtle mad at her and the ghost would not let the Gryffindor leave the bathroom. Bobby had slapped his face and had told her to go between clenched teeth. 'We'll meet later.' And they had. And if Gold laughed his head off when Belle retold the events that had unfolded and the state Ruby had been afterwards, Belle would never tell a soul.

Lastly, there was their little Christmas celebration, after they came back from break. Not wanting to be interrupted again, Gold had asked help from Rumple, who'd told them about the Room of Requirement. As excited as they were that they were finally alone, they got a little bit carried out in kissing. Before anything more than a few heated kisses could happen however, they heard footsteps barging in the room. They sat up quickly, trying to calm their breath, both blushing. Their eyes went wide when they looked up and saw Mary Margaret and David, also breathless and blushing. Apparently, they'd been trying to find a place to get…carried away too. The two couples had then stuttered and apologized, all the while red in the cheeks. After the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor left, Belle couldn't help but burst out laughing; the mood was completely ruined and yet another date had been interrupted. Bobby had let himself fall back to the cushions on the floor. Face hidden behind his hands, but Belle knew he was also laughing. What else could they do after all? "We are not cursing them, Robert! Nor jinxing!"

Shaking her head and suppressing a chuckle, Belle made her way out of the secret passage that'd leave her on the third floor. After that it'd be a small walk to the statue they had agreed to meet. Soon she would find out why he had been so secretive this past week. When she had asked, he had answered that he didn't want to risk anyone else knowing, least they get interrupted on purpose. He had guaranteed that no one would stumble across them there accidently. And she trusted him.

One week ago, her boyfriend approached her with a smirk on his face after breakfast. Taking her out of the Great Hall, he'd asked her if she'd be too upset about not doing anything special during Valentine's Day. At first, Belle had been hurt and it must have showed in her face, because before she could say anything, Bobby grabbed her hands and squeezed them, before repeating his question. Emphasizing the word 'Day'. Belle's eyes widened and she felt a smirk crawling on her face. "Not at all" had been her answer. He had hugged her tight, then, approaching his mouth of her ear, whispered quickly "Then meet me on the outside of the Ravenclaw tower at 9:30 on Valentine's night." Belle just nodded her head. Grinning as if someone had given her a laughing potion.

With that settled, they spent the whole day together. However, no attempt of romance was made - except for a kiss when they first meet in the morning. Her friends had asked her what were they doing for the day, and Belle had been positively giddy when she answered 'nothing'. And while everyone had seemed a bit surprised and a tad suspicious, Ruby had been positively mad – which made Belle gladder than she already was for Robert's plan. It was as they were saying good night to each other, that Belle had approached him about her concerns regarding their night-time adventure. After he agreed, he kissed her briefly, hugging her after, mouth coming close to her ear just as it had a week before. He'd then whispered where they could meet.

Belle had barely been able to wait for the curfew before changing fast into the clothes she'd previously set aside, having taken a bath right after she had arrived. They were dark clothes, so as not to call too much attention to herself and a black cloak to help hide it, but she hoped he'd appreciate her choice. Here she was then. Behind the statue close to the main staircase in the third floor. Belle looked down at herself, straightening out her clothes and trying to still her heart, Robert's present safely reduced and tucked inside her cloak's pocked. Her mind was so focused on trying to guess where they were going that she failed to hear footsteps coming behind her.

"Out and about so late, Miss Prefect? And dressed so beautifully?" His smooth voice right beside her ear made her freeze on spot for a second, before she turned towards him, trying to look reproaching.

"I could have let out a scream Robert!" she said giving him a slight slap on the chest, her smile betrayed her action though.

"But you didn't." Smirking, Robert raised his hand between them and asked in an overly flirtatious voice "Ready for an uninterrupted date, Miss French?"

Belle bit her lower lip before accepting his hand and answering in an equal tone.

"Definitely, Mister Gold. I'd say it long overdue, actually. And… thank you for the compliment. You look quite nice yourself."

His smile grew and he started pulling her through the corridors. Belle took the time to examine her boyfriend. He did look very nice. He'd chosen to wear a dark blue dress shirt and that made Belle incredibly happy for some reason. Maybe it was the fact that it was her house's colour. And he was wearing it for her. Belle was now glad that'd she'd chosen the black dress with a few golden details. She couldn't really bring herself to wear green, but she supposed gold still counted. She was paying so much attention on the boy in front of her that she barely registered where they were going. Until he stopped her right in front of familiar double doors.

"The library?" her whisper came out almost too loudly. She was not sure this was the best place he could have chosen to have a date… glancing over at Bobby, she saw he was smirking – as if he could read her mind. He was enjoying this far too much for her pleasure. However, before she could say anything else, he pulled at her hands.

"Come one."

As quietly as they could, they entered the library. The place was pitch dark, so Bobby took out his wand and muttered Lumus as they made their way to the end of the establishment. They paused just before the line that separated the normal books from the Restricted Section. Belle raised her eyebrow. Gold rolled his eyes.

"Just humour me? Please?" he whispered. He looked so excited that even if Belle was not as curious as she was, and didn't want this as she did, she could not have denied him that. Using his arms as support, Belle went over the line, turning back to help Bobby do the same. Before she could go ahead though, he stopped her.

"Wait… can you close your eyes, for a wee bit?" At this point, Belle decided to just go with everything. Besides, she trusted him. Taking a deep breath Belle closed her eyes.

The Ravenclaw felt Robert grabbing her hands and start tugging her forward gently, with the most care in the world, so she wouldn't trip. Belle felt they make a curve to the right at some point, before continuing on straight for a while. They slowly came to a stop and Belle felt him moving around her, after he let go of her hands.

"Can I open them now?"

"Just a sec." She heard a small noise, a few steps and then "Okay, now." He sounded a little breathless.

Belle opened her eyes. She couldn't for all the magic in the world contain the gasp that came up.

The corner of the library in front of her had been completely transformed. On the middle of the square formed but the three and a half book shelved walls was a small dining room. Or what looked like one. Two big cushions were spread on the floor, side by side, just waiting for them. In front of it was a small low table. On top of it was a jar of water with two glasses on the side. Beside it laid a tray with what looked like a very delicious chocolate and vanilla mousse, a spoon on each side of it. There were a few red roses in the four corners surrounding the place. And a single rose – like the one he'd given her when he invited her to the Yule Ball – on the table, opposite of the water. The whole corner was illuminated by a faint light; making the scenario even more romantic. And to top it all, there was Robert. Standing right behind the cushions, looking at her nervously. Belle felt tears well up in her eyes.

"So…" he started, voice still breathless. "Do you like it?"

Knowing that words would fail her, Belle crossed the little space there was between them with care – not wanting to hit anything. Caressing the side of his face and his hair, her smile threatening to split her face in two, Belle leaned forward and kissed him soundly, trying to convey just how much she'd loved what he had done for her.

"I'll take that as a yes?" He asked, and Belle was happy to notice he seemed even more breathless than before when they broke away.

"Uhum…it is perfect." She smiled kissing him lightly before they both settled on the cushions. Belle still couldn't believe it. She turned towards him as he was pouring them a glass of water each. "How did you do it?"

Bobby blushed.

"I…may have asked…" and he said the rest so low and fast that she could barely understand him.

"Excuse me?"

"I…asked Rumple for help. He helped me set everything up and he is also ready to put it all away once we're finished," His blush intensified at that. The fact that Robert Gold had asked for help to do all of this for her made it all even more special. "And..ahn.."

"Yes?" Belle asked just as breathless as her boyfriend had been a few moments ago. This was already too much. Much more than the little present she had made him.

"He offered to stand guard for us. And to... 'redirect' anyone that comes too close…"

Belle's cheeks hurt from the smile that formed on her face.

"No interruptions?"

"No interruptions." Her boyfriend confirmed.

Biting her lip again, Belle shook her head. The smile would not leave her face. And she didn't want it to. She was as happy as she'd ever been, and from the look on Bobby's face, so was he. She approached him to kiss him again. He met her halfway. They were together. They were happy, and for at least this date, they would not to be interrupted. Belle was going to enjoy every minute of it.