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A Proper Valentine
By LadyTonks

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Category: Hogsmeade Challenge (2005-1)
Characters:None
Genres: Angst, Fluff, Humor
Warnings: None
Story is Complete
Rating: G
Reviews: 20
Summary: Harry has a date with his dream girl, Ginny Weasley, for Valentine's Day. The problem is, she doesn't know it is a proper date..
Hitcount: Story Total: 6715







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A/N: This is my first attempt at a fanfic challenge. Please be kind! Oh, and JKR owns all of this, I don't .


It was early one February morning, and it seemed like every female in Gryffindor House was gathered around the notice board giggling and chatting animatedly. One of them seemed to be singing softly. The males, however, were hanging behind with grim looks on their faces.

Ron looked at Harry and said, “Mate, this can’t be good.”

Harry just shrugged. Not much fazed him these days. He spent most of his free time in extra study since he learned about the prophecy that now ruled his life. Plus, Sirius’ untimely death was never far from his thoughts. Once voice in the group of girls, however, caught his attention. His favorite fifth year girl. Ok, he admitted to himself, his favorite girl, Ginny Weasley.

“So, Hermione, what do you think? Will your favorite git finally decide to…” Ginny started.

“Ginny, shush! Besides, what about the other git? You think he will finally ask you?” Hermione retorted, but with a smile on his face.

“Not ruddy likely.” Ginny said, “Hermione, we always have each other. Maybe we can meet up in the Three Broomsticks and drown our sorrows in butter beer.”

Harry couldn’t imagine why Ginny’s boyfriend, Dean Thomas, wouldn’t ask her out for Valentine’s Day. If he had Ginny, he would treat her as if every day were Valentine’s Day. Maybe someday she would see that Dean was clearly not good enough for her and Harry would then have his chance.

Ron and Harry made their way over to the notice board and saw a large, gaudy piece of pink parchment, trimmed in lace. Worse still, it was enchanted to sing.

A look of horror came over Ron’s face as he listened to its’ sticky sweet jingle:

Despite the Death Eaters and You Know Who,
Valentine’s Day will come it is true,
No trip to Hogsmeade makes you blue?
Hogwarts is bringing Hogsmeade to you!
So, at breakfast today, the Head Master will review,
The rules to make your date the perfect coup!


“Will you please stop that thing from singing!” cried Ron, holding his ears.

Harry tried Finite Incantatem but the notice just began to sing louder.

Harry and Ron left the Common Room quickly and headed down to breakfast. Once again, there were groups of girls in intense discussions. But now there were four times as many. Unfortunately, quite a few of them looked at Harry, blushed and giggled. Some even winked at him.

Harry sighed, “This is going to be a long day.”

Harry sat down at the Gryffindor table and helped himself to some toast and eggs. As he glanced around the Hall, his eyes fell on the Ravenclaw table and Cho. Yes, she was still very pretty, but that was really all that there was to her. Harry tried to imagine what would have happened if Cho had been with them in the Department of Mysteries last Spring. She probably would have cried. She certainly wouldn’t have been as brave as Ginny was.

Every thought that Harry had seemed to come back to Ginny. She was always on his mind, ever since he first saw her that summer. When Harry arrived at the Burrow, it had been less than a month from the end of term. In those few short weeks, Ginny seemed to have grown up quite a bit. Harry then realized that it was probably him and not her that had grown up. She was pretty, funny, pretty, smart, pretty, caring, pretty, brave did he mention pretty?

Harry looked down the table, hoping to catch a glimpse at Ginny. He didn’t know why he tortured himself like this. She was taken, she was over him and it served him right. He was the biggest git ever.

As he looked for Ginny, Harry noticed that Ron and Hermione were trying not to look at each other. Harry would have to think of something to get those two together. Seamus and Lavender were whispering to each other. And, Pavarti and Dean were doing the same. Wait, Pavarti and Dean? What about Ginny? How could he do that to Ginny? Harry was just about to say something when he heard Ginny’s laugh.

Colin Creevey was staring at Ginny in disbelief and said, “No, not Professor Sprout!”

Ginny responded, “No, I am serious, Colin. I heard she snogged Dumbledore once.”

Apparently, Ginny wasn’t upset in the least by Dean’s behavior. Harry had no choice but to find out what was going on.

“Hermione, since when were Dean and Pavarti so close? I thought Dean was going out with Ginny.” Harry asked, in what he hoped was a casual tone.

“Ginny and Dean broke up a week or so ago. Ginny said it just wasn’t working out and that she wanted to be on her own for a while.” Hermione answered, seeming not to notice Harry’s anxiety.

So, Ginny was available again. But, Harry thought, she wanted to be on her own for a while. Crushes were hell.

Once Breakfast was completed, Dumbledore stood and cleared his throat. “Good Morning, Everyone! So as not to waste any of your precious time this morning, I will get right to the point. We have decided to bring Hogsmeade to you as a Valentine’s Day treat. The Room of Requirement will be made available for one full day to each house. Each house will be responsible for deciding which merchants will be available for their day. Students from other houses may attend any house’s Hogsmeade visit if a member of the participating house invites them. A schedule will be given out shortly to the Sixth Year Prefects. They will be responsible for coordinating the wishes of their house and informing me of the decisions. Now, off you go and have a great day!”


After Breakfast, Hermione rushed out of the Great Hall, as she wanted to stop by the library to get a current map of Hogsmeade. When Harry and Ron walked out of the Great Hall, Ron started to talk to himself.” I should ask her. I want to ask her. But, I know she will say no. What if she says yes? What would I do then?”

Harry couldn’t help but smile when he said, “Ron, ask her.”

Ron stopped walking and looked sharply at Harry, “Who do you think I want to ask?”

Harry had a sudden idea. It was a little extreme, but it just might work, “Hermione. Don’t bother to deny it. I will give you until the end of the day. If you don’t ask her by then, I will.”

Ron looked crestfallen, “You mean you fancy Hermione?”

Harry laughed, “No. But, if that is what it takes to get you to finally ask her on a date, I am willing to take a chance. Think about it, Ron. If it isn’t you, wouldn’t you rather it be me than, say, Neville or even Malfoy?”

Ron was clearly getting angry and growled, “It is going to be me. See you in class!”

Harry watched as Ron caught up with Hermione and took her aside. Ron’s face was bright red, but he seemed to be holding it together. Then, he saw Hermione go red as well. But, she smiled and nodded. Ron shyly took her books and walked away with her.

Harry was pleased that his little ploy worked with Ron. He was really glad that he didn’t have to go with Hermione. There was only one person that he wanted to accompany him to Hogsmeade. He just had to get up the nerve to ask her. Hopefully, she would say yes.

That evening in the Gryffindor Common Room, everyone was gathered around Ron and Hermione making their requests. Harry was hiding in a corner, desperately trying to think of how he was going to ask Ginny to go with him. Ginny was right up front assisting Hermione by writing down everyone’s requests. She didn’t look as if she was particularly happy with the job.

“Ok, Ok, everyone be quiet.” Hermione said.

No one listened.

Ron then shouted, “Oy! Shut up. Hermione is trying to speak here!”

The room fell silent and Hermione continued, “Thank you, Ron. So, I have the entire list of the shops and merchants everyone has chosen. Our Valentine’s Day visit to Hogsmeade will be on February 13th. Once we turn in the list and it is approved, we will post it on the notice board.”

The crowd broke up and Harry noticed, to his horror, that Ginny was headed right for him. She flopped in a chair next to him. Here was his chance. Oh, no! Here was his chance.

“I can’t believe that they make such a fuss about Valentine’s Day.” Ginny said wearily.

“Don’t you like Valentine’s Day?” Harry asked.

“I suppose it is OK. But, only when you have a date. If you don’t, why bother? I mean, I need to go to Hogsmeade to pick up some stuff, but, if I go without someone, I am a loser.” Ginny answered.

Harry knew that this was his moment, but he stalled with, “Is there anyone you would like to go with?”

“Yes, there is. But, I don’t think he will ask me. I mean, I don’t think he sees me as a girl.” Ginny had avoided Harry’s eyes and willed herself not to blush.

“How could someone not spot that you were a girl?” Harry avoided looking at Ginny when he spoke, but not having Ginny’s practice, couldn’t avoid blushing a little.

“When you have six older brothers, you get lost in the shuffle. Besides, maybe it is better this way.” Ginny sounded like she didn’t quite believe what she was saying.

Harry knew the moment was slipping away and gathered up all of his courage and said, “Maybe we could go together? What do you think?”

Ginny looked at him and said, “That would be nice. We could go and be losers together. Thanks Harry! I think I am going to turn in now.”

Harry watched her climb the stairs up to the girls’ dormitory. It took him a few minutes to process the information. Ginny was going to Hogsmeade with him. Ginny was spending Valentine’s Day with him. But, it was only because she didn’t want to go alone. This was a disaster. He went up to bed but couldn’t sleep; trying to think of how to tell Ginny he wanted more than a friendship.
Little did Harry know, but Ginny was lying in her bed, wide-awake. She was thinking the very same thing.



In the next few days, there was a frenzy of activity at Hogwart’s. It seemed that love was all around and everyone was pairing up. Harry still hadn’t figured out how he was going to talk to Ginny. They had spent a few evenings studying at the same table in the Common Room, but they hadn’t discussed the trip at all. To make matters worse, Ron and Hermione seemed to be making up for lost time. They were constantly staring into each other’s eyes and kissing.

Ginny had enough one evening and couldn’t contain herself anymore. “Honestly, “ she said bitterly to Harry, “Do they have to rub in their happiness! Hey Ron, you have something on your lips. Oh, wait, sorry, it is only Hermione!”

Both Ron and Hermione gave her a dirty look. Harry couldn’t help but laugh. She was right. It was annoying. But, that was only because Harry wasn’t able to kiss Ginny.

Ron and Hermione said good night to each other and headed up to bed. Harry and Ginny sat a while, finishing up their homework. Soon, they said good night and headed up stairs as well.

When Ginny entered her dark dormitory, she saw someone going through her drawers. Cat like and quiet, she moved towards them and pulled out her wand. “Lumos!”

It was Hermione! She jumped, gasped and hid something behind her back. Ginny saw a flash of black lace.

“Are those my knickers you’re trying to hide?” Ginny asked.

“Well, er, see, I er….” Hermione sputtered, obviously embarrassed.

“Please don’t tell me that you are nicking my knickers to wear for my brother?”

“No, I wasn’t going to let him see them. I just, well all of mine are white cotton and I thought if I worn some of yours, I would feel sexier and then, oh here, take them back. I am really sorry.”

“I think you can keep them, Hermione. I won’t be able to wear them again. Let’s just forget about this, shall we?”

Hermione gave Ginny a quick hug and dashed from the room. This Valentine’s stuff was getting out of hand. Her moron of brother was getting snogged on a regular basis, her best friend was stealing her undergarments to enhance the snogging with said brother and Harry Potter, her one, true, unrequited love was taking Ginny out, finally, but only to spare them the stigma of being dateless on the most romantic day of the year. Could things get any worse?



On February 11th, the list of the merchants that would be in the Room of Requirement for the Gryffindor’s Hogsmeade visit was posted. Once again, most of the girls were gathered around. This time, though, a few of the boys were looking as well and, to Harry’s surprise; Ginny was sitting by the fire, ignoring the notice.

“Hey, Ginny. What’s up? Aren’t you curious as to where we will get to go this weekend?” Harry asked as he sat down in the chair beside her.

“No, not really. Remember, I wrote out the list for Hermione to submit to Dumbledore.”

“Oh, right. Is there anywhere in particular you would like to go when we get there?”

Ginny sighed and said, “Yes, but you will laugh.”

“No I won’t, where?”

“Look, I know you won’t want to go, given your history there, so, never mind.”

“My history? What are you talking about?”

“You know, you and Cho.”

Then it hit Harry. Madam Puddifoot’s. “Oh.” He said.

“Look, just forget about it. That is the kind of place you go with a proper date. I am just being silly. I, er have to go upstairs and get a book I forgot. See you later.”

Once again, Ginny managed to get away from Harry before he had a chance to say that he wanted her to be his proper date. He decided then and there that he was going to take Ginny to Madame Puddifoot’s. Well, if he could convince her that it was real date that is.


On the morning of the 13th, Ron was pacing around the 6th year Gryffindor Boy’s dormitory. Harry was staring out the window, trying to figure out, for what had to have been the hundredth time in the last week, how he was going to tell Ginny that he wanted to be her Valentine. Dean, Neville and Seamus had already gone down to breakfast.

“Ron, calm down. It is only Hermione. You know her. She’s one of your best friends.” Harry said.

“Harry, this is it. This is my big chance. Do you really think that it will go well? I mean I do tend to make a mess of things, don’t I?”

“Yes, it will be fine. You asked her, you fancy her, and she fancies you.”

“Harry, I have been meaning to thank you for letting Ginny tag along with you today. You know, you could have asked one of at least a dozen girls and had a real date.”

“Why is it so hard for anyone to believe that Ginny and I could go out on a real date? Well, obviously, Ginny for starters.”

“Er, Harry…”

But Harry kept talking, “She’s available, and I’m available. Ok, I am not the best looking guy at Hogwart’s, but I am not that bad, am I? Of course, she is just beautiful. I mean, that hair, her eyes, those cute little freckles, the way she sips her pumpkin juice…”

“Er, Harry...”

“And, she hasn’t even given me the chance to tell her. But, then again, maybe she knows what I want to say, and doesn’t want to hurt my feelings. That is just like her. She is a very kind person, a little feisty, but I like that, and she’s”

“HARRY!”

“What!”

“Blimey, Harry, you fancy Ginny, don’t you?”

Harry suddenly realized that he was thinking out loud. He collapsed on his bed and buried his head in the pillow.

“So, you like Ginny. You really don’t fancy Hermione and you just threatened me to get me moving. You know what, Harry? You are a great friend.”

Harry just grunted into his pillow. This could, quite possibly be the most embarrassing moment of Harry’s life. What had he just done?

Ron continued, “ I really owe you one. So, here is what I am going to do. If you do not tell Ginny that you fancy her by the end of today’s Hogsmeade trip, I will tell her for you!”

Harry rolled over and sat up, “You wouldn’t!”

Ron sniggered, “It is for your own good, Harry! Now, let’s get dressed and get down to breakfast. Oh and Harry.”

“What?”

“The clock is ticking….”




Harry and Ron arrived in the Great Hall. Ron sat right next to Hermione and wasted no time in giving her a flower. Damn, thought Harry, why didn’t it bring Ginny a flower?

“Morning, Harry”, Ginny said and she patted the empty seat next to her.

Harry sat down next to her and asked her, “So, all ready for our trip today?”

“Yes, it should be fun.”

They both finished their breakfast in silence. Ron and Hermione got up from the table and Ron looked at Harry and said, “Tick, Tock!”

Hermione smacked Ron on the arm. Harry realized that Ron must have told Hermione about earlier. Great, more pressure!

“Harry, what was that ‘Tick, Tock” all about?” asked Ginny.

“Dunno.” Harry lied.

Harry and Ginny walked out of the Hall and headed towards the Room of Requirement. Behind them, a drawling voice said, “Oh, look. Potter and the littlest Weasley. Don’t they make a cute little couple? Tell me, Potter, did you actually ask her out or did you just rent her from her brother for the day? I mean he really could use the money as he is taking out the Mudblood today. Once you get past the red hair, though, Ginny is quite the little witch, isn’t she?” Draco raked Ginny’s petite form with his eyes and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Harry drew his wand, but Ginny stepped between Harry and Draco. “Oh, look, Harry. It is ickle Malfoy. How about I give him a special gift for Valentine’s Day? How about a nice, festive Bat Bogey Hex? I can even charm them to have little hearts on their wings.”

Malfoy got, if it were possible, even paler than normal. Ginny grabbed Harry’s hand and pulled him down the hallway.

Harry said, “Why didn’t you let me hex him!”

Ginny said, “Harry, it is all right. He just needed a reminder of who he was insulting.”

“No one should ever talk to you like that again. If they do, let me know. I will handle them!” Harry stated.

“Harry, you are so sweet!” Ginny reached up and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

After that kiss, Harry couldn’t remember the rest of the walk to the Room of Requirement. It seemed that he suddenly appeared at the door, a smiling Ginny next to him. As they entered the room, they hit by a cold blast of air, bright light and blowing snow.

Harry said, “They weren’t kidding when they said this would be just like going to Hogsmeade, were they?”

Ginny replied, “No. I am sure glad that I wore my heaviest cloak. Hey, what is that? That isn’t in Hogsmeade, is it?” Ginny was pointing to a group of students surrounding what appeared to be a Merchant’s Cart with, wait, was that Professor Dumbledore?

“Not that I remember, but I’ll go and see.” Harry said, starting off in the direction of the cart.

As he got closer, they could see what it was. Dumbledore was handing out enchanted roses to the boys to give to the girls. The flowers would change colors every minute or so.

Harry walked over to the Headmaster and said, “How much, Sir?”

Dumbledore replied, “No charge, Harry. This is just my little gift to all of you. I dare say that you would like some flowers for your lovely companion?”

Harry whispered, “The best that you have, sir.”

Dumbledore winked at Harry and handed him a bunch of flowers that were just a bit larger that the rest and whispered back, “Tell her soon, Harry.”

Harry nodded and shyly walked back to Ginny. He handed her the flowers and blushed. Unless it was the cold weather, he just thought that she might be blushing as well.

Ginny was the first to speak, “Look, Honeyduke’s! Can we go there first?”

“Sure. I could go for some Every Flavor Beans.” Harry replied, offering his arm to Ginny, who took it immediately.

Despite the fact that it was only Gryffindor’s and their dates in the shop, Honeyduke’s was rather crowded. As he looked around, his eyes fell on Ron and Hermione. Hermione was choosing some candy and Ron, unfortunately was looking right at Harry. Ron, grinning wickedly, lifted his arm and pointed to his watch. Hermione and Ron headed for the counter, Ron still staring at Harry.

Harry mouthed “Git” at him and turned to Ginny, “So, what would you like?”

Ginny said, “As we are celebrating Valentine’s Day, I think I will go with chocolate.”

Harry picked up some Bertie Bott’s Beans while Ginny chose her chocolates and they carried their selections to the clerk.

“Ginny, let me buy them for you.” Harry said.

Ginny looked at him appraisingly and responded, “Ok. But, only if I can buy you your candy for you.”

Harry laughed, “But, I...”

“No buts, Harry. Look at it this way, the chocolate is more expensive than the beans so you are still doing me a favor!”

“But, I didn’t mean it as a favor.”

Ginny didn’t know what to make of that. Harry wanted to buy her chocolate. He must just mean it in a friendly way. She picked up his candy and paid for it and then Harry paid for Ginny’s candy.

Harry took both bags, commenting, “Look, I do have to insist that you at least let me carry your purchases, all right?”

“Certainly. So, where to next?”

“Zonko’s, of course! It wouldn’t be Valentine’s Day without it.”

As they walked into the shop, Hermione came running over to Ginny, “Thank Merlin you are here, Gin. Harry, go over and join Ron. We need some girl talk”

Harry walked reluctantly over to his best friend. He knew what was coming.

“So, Harry, you wouldn’t happen to have the time now, would you?” Ron asked, cheekily.

“”Get stuffed, Ron.” Harry said, with an edge to his voice, “I am trying to tell her, but she just won’t let me.”

“Mate, what you need is a plan. Have you got one?”

“Actually, I do. Ginny had hinted that she wanted to go to Madame Puddifoot’s and I am going to take her there for lunch. Hopefully, she will give me a chance to tell her then.”

“Well, that is very brave, considering your history there.”

“But, this isn’t Cho, it is Ginny. Besides, I would like to think that I have learned a thing or two since then.”

“Let us hope so.”

Meanwhile, Ginny and Hermione were deep in conversation.

“How’s my brother been today, Hermione?”

“Actually, he has been very sweet and quite the gentleman. We are having a wonderful time, and you?”

“It has been kind of strange, actually. It is almost as if Harry is treating me like, I don’t know, a real date or something.”

“Ginny, has it occurred to you that this might just be a real date for him?”

“I don’t want to get my hopes up, Hermione.”

“I shouldn’t be telling you this so, don’t you dare repeat it! Ron told me that in the dormitory this morning…”

Hermione relayed what had happened earlier that day between Ron and Harry. Ginny’s eyes grew wide. No wonder Harry was doing all of the right things for a date. He was trying to impress her.

“Are you sure, Hermione?”

“Dead sure.

“So, should I encourage him a bit?”

“That is up to you. Do you want to put him out of his misery or do you want to see him suffer a bit more?”

“As I have waited for years for this, I think he can suffer just a little more. But, not too long.”

The girls were in a fit of giggles when Harry and Ron approached them.

“So, Hermione, ready to go?” Ron asked.

“Yes, see you two later!”

Ginny and Harry said goodbye and then Harry asked, “Are there anymore shops you would like to see before lunch?”

“Yes, I need a new quill. Let’s head on over to Scrivenshaft’s Quill Shop”

Harry and Ginny headed off to by a quill. When they were done, Harry asked Ginny if she were ready for lunch.

“Yes, where to? The Three Broomsticks?”

“No, I, er I thought since it was Valentine’s you might like to go to, er, Madame Puddifoot’s?” Harry couldn’t look at Ginny. He had faced the most evil wizard in the world, on his feet, like a man. But, he couldn’t look this lovely little witch.

“Well, all right, Harry. If you are sure, that is.” Ginny said.

“I am sure.” Harry said, once again offering her his arm as he led her down the street. Maybe, Harry thought, this wouldn’t be as hard as he dreaded.

Once inside Madam Puddifoot’s, however, the events of the last Valentine’s Day flooded Harry’s mind and he went numb. He would be sitting across from Ginny, looking right at her. What should he say? Should he take her hand? He knew not to talk about other girls and to focus all of his attention on her, but still.

Meanwhile, Madam Puddifoot led them over to the exact same table that Harry and Cho had occupied last year. Great, Harry thought glumly. Harry held the chair out for Ginny and then plopped in his, only to yelp.


Ginny giggled as she said, “Are you sitting on what I think you’re sitting on?”

“Stupid cherubs and their stupid arrows.” Harry said, jumping up and trying to reach the little golden arrow sticking out of his backside.

Ginny got up and said, “Turn around. I will get it for you.”

Ginny quickly pulled the arrow out and returned to her chair. Harry sat down, a look of horror on his face. He heard a few people giggling and turned around to see that no one was sitting near them. Great, he thought, I am hearing things again.

They sat in silence while they looked at the menu. Once they placed their order, a group of cherubs flew over and began to sing. Harry promptly took out his wand and the cherubs scattered. Again, he thought he heard laughing, but saw no one.

Their lunch arrived. They had ordered scones, biscuits and hot cocoa. Not a proper lunch, but it certainly looked good. They began to eat and Ginny took the opportunity to study Harry over her mug. Ginny could tell that Harry was having a hard time. This wasn’t going exactly how he planned. She decided to give him a little help.

“Harry, why did you really want to come here?” she asked.

Harry looked up at Ginny, startled and said, “I wanted to bring you here because I knew you wanted to come. Also I, I…” Harry didn’t finish the sentence.

Ginny said, “You what?”

“Iwantedthistobeaproperdate.” Harry said, quickly.

“What?”

Harry took a deep breath and repeated, move slowly, “I wanted this to be a proper date. Ginny, I would have told you before but I lost my nerve.”

“Oh, Harry. You know you could have saved us both much angst if you had only spoken up sooner. I wanted this to be a proper date, too.”

“But you said...”

“Yes, I know and I am sorry for that. So, I said and you didn’t say. You know, it is only a little past noon. So, we have plenty of time to make this a proper date.”

Harry looked at Ginny and smiled. He boldly reached across the table and grabbed her hand. Ginny squeezed his hand and they both laughed shyly.

Once again, Harry heard something behind him and realized what it was.

“You two can come out from hiding now. Next time Ron at least ask if you can borrow my invisibility cloak.” Harry said.

Ron and Hermione appeared suddenly at the next table. Ron apologized, “Sorry, Harry. I couldn’t help it. I had to be sure that you got this right with my sister. I mean, I didn’t want to have to be the one to tell her that you fancied her.”

“Shut up, Ron. You are embarrassing Harry!” Hermione said.

“That is alright, Hermione. There is something that you should know as well.” Harry said, smiling at Ron.

“Harry, don’t!” Ron warned.

“This is too good to share.” Harry said. He proceeded to tell Ginny and Hermione how he had goaded Ron into finally asking Hermione out on a date. Ron’s ears went pink, but he was soon laughing with the rest of them.

Ron and Hermione joined Harry and Ginny and the four finished their lunches together. They paid and said their good byes. Harry turned to Ginny and asked, “Where to now?”

“We can just walk. Oh, and Harry? If you are my proper date, then I guess you are my proper Valentine, right?”

“Of course I am.”

“So, this makes us a couple, right.”

“I sure hope it does.”

“Good. Because there is one thing left that you need to do.”

“Anything. What is it?”

“As you are officially my date and my Valentine, now you can kiss me, Harry.”

Harry and Ginny leaned in and kissed. It was a bit awkward at first, but one they adjusted, it got considerably better. When they pulled away from each other, Harry said, “Do you know what the best thing is about all of this?”

“What?” Ginny asked.

“Today is February 13th. Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day and we can celebrate all over again!”

They walked down the streets of Hogsmeade, both knowing that this was just the beginning of something great.

The End

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