Ethan had wanted to take Minerva somewhere special for Valentine's Day and, while Hogsmeade might not seem like the obvious choice, it did hold special meaning for him in regards to his relationship with his wife for several reasons. After dropping off Gunnar with his parents for the evening, it was only a few floo trips away to the Scottish town. Ethan walked through the street with Minerva's hand in his and he smiled lightly to himself as he thought about the last time they were here for Valentine's Day. How much had changed in a year.

Stopping in front of Madame Puddifoot's, Ethan opened the door, allowing Min to walk in, then he followed in behind her. He looked for an open table, away from the crowd, noticing a lot of old people here. He'd think it wasn't a Hogsmeade weekend for the students of Hogwarts if he hadn't seen the occasional student mixed in, but maybe there was a special for senior citizens this weekend too. Not dwelling on it too much, Ethan found a table out of the way and near the back. "This one alright?" he asked as he pulled out the chair for her.