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Before Harry, she always felt Allergic to sweethearts, and heart-shaped boxes. Allergic to anything that dealt with romance and valentines, and love in all shapes and forms.

In reality, she had felt alone, depressed even at the standings of being a single witch on the most romantic day of the year. Before Harry she’d gone on a date with Dean Thomas and in it heart shaped confetti fell from the ceiling and into her cup of tea. Pathetic.

She wasn’t allergic anymore, but she wasn’t not allergic at the same time. The utter happiness made her want to vomit.