The morning of February the 14th dawned bright and cold as all late winter mornings had been for the past few days, but this day seemed especially bright to Helena as she made her way down to the Great Hall and, after scanning the early-morning heads, sat down at the Gryffindor table.

Valentine's Day wasn't normally a gloomy day for her, but as it was Lena's first one not being single, her eyes were especially green as she poured herself a hot cup of tea and waited for Chris to come down. It wasn't too early, so she didn't expect that long of a wait, but it was okay if there was; her fingers fidgeted uneasily with the small box in her pocket as she added sugar to her tea.