The Valentine’s Day…Continued…



Ginny entered Madam Puddifoot’s highly and excessively but yet prettily decorated with valentine colors coffee shop. There was a tinkle of a bell as she stepped in and Madam Puddifoot hurried towards her and asked her to follow. A surprised Ginny followed her. After few seconds she entered a beautifully and soberly decorated private chamber of sorts. Madam Puddifoot hadn’t entered the chamber which had made Ginny worry but now she realized why.
Well, her date had certainly made quite a huge effort to make this day very special for her. She walked to the middle of the room and looked around and slowly turned around in her place to take in everything that beautiful room had to provide her with. All the memories captured by the camera were put up in beautiful frames and memorabilia and Ginny couldn’t stop smiling. The walls were covered in glittering gold and white satin and with slight tinge of pink somewhere and it all looked pretty and sober and lovely. There was a particular flowery fragrance mixed with slight tinge of scent which she knew was Harry’s and the very sense of smell made her smile, her heart beat race and her face blush and her arms long to hold him. As she was busy looking at the pictures of her and Harry together she heard
“How is it?” and Ginny turned to see Harry just step out of the small fireplace that the private chamber provided
Ginny ran to him and threw herself at him and hugged tightly and he hugged her back
“you don’t know how happy I am” she said breathing heavily as she hugged him and drew herself back a bit looking into his emerald green eyes and her mind raced to what Fiona said once ‘don’t go dreamy eyes about green and black’ and Ginny chuckled and shook her head and Harry looked at slightly amused but didn’t ask her why she chuckled.
“You liked it?” he asked her once again and she nodded affirmatively
“Loved it” she said and he smiled back. He brought his hand up to her face and lifted it slightly so that he could look into her beautiful brown eyes. As she felt his hand holding her face and lifting it up to look at her it sent a warm tingling sensation all over her face and neck and down her spine. She looked into those mesmerizing green eyes of his and got lost in them completely and stretched up a bit to kiss him. Harry bent down the same time she reached to kiss him and his lips met with hers. The sensation that ran through each of their bodies was soft and warm and somewhat inviting, butterflies fluttered in Ginny’s stomach and Harry’s heart flipped with every little movement of her lips on his. As the kiss deepened Ginny’s hand automatically found its way towards back of his head and tangled her fingers in his thick black hair and his arm snaked around her waist and the other one holding her face. They felt their bodies on fire as each of them expressing their deep love and emotion for each other in the kiss that they were sharing.

After what seemed like hours they drew back a bit but still stayed close in their embrace and looked at each other, their breath slightly ragged but a happy smile playing on their lips.
“Happy Valentine’s Day” he whispered against her lips
“Happy Valentine’s Day to you too” she replied softly and smiled looking up at him.
“Butterbeer?” he offered
“Sure” she said chuckling and then they made their way to the couch and spent the rest of their time snuggling with butterbeers in their hands and talking and laughing and having a wonderful Valentine ’s Day together…




While back in London Hermione was getting nervous about the meeting. No it wasn’t about the meeting what Shaun had talked about. This was something else.
Hermione was pacing up and down in her bedroom of her house in muggle London.
She had invited Ron over to her house for a little breakfast. While breakfast was just a small reason for her to make Ron and her parents meet. It wasn’t that Ron hadn’t met her parents and vice versa. They had always met at some account or the other during their school days but meeting Ron as Hermione’s boyfriend was all together a different thing.

And just when her tension was at the breaking point she heard a doorbell ring and she jumped up and almost tore open her bedroom door and rushed through the living room to get to the front door. Mrs. Granger who was in the kitchen looked at Hermione rush and couldn’t help but smile at her daughter’s nervousness.
Hermione opened the door to see an already deadly nervous Ronald Weasley standing there holding a package.
“Ron!” and she bear hugged him and he held her and laughed a bit
“easy Mione, you don’t want to present me to your parents as a dead body right?” he joked and she slapped his back hard
“oww…” he cried
“you deserved it” she said still hugging
“alright, alright sorry. Wont say it again”
“Better, much better” she said and then drew back and looked at him for the first time properly. He had shaved and tried to put his mop like hair in proper order but it did stick out at some point. She giggled and ran her hand through his hair and so that it stayed properly and fortunately it did, not like Harry’s. He was dressed up in a button down light blue shirt tucked in his dark blue jeans and black shoes and he no doubt looked impressive. Personally she liked Ron with slight stubble, casual tee and faded jeans and his running shoes on. That was her Ron but he seemed to have taken care of looking very neat and prim and proper in front of her dad and that amazed her as to how much he wanted her parents to like him.
“Hermione, have you done inspecting me?” he asked his tone was becoming slightly nervous again.
“oh, I am admiring you Ronald” she said smiling and giving a small peck on his lips and he turned red once again. She looked at him waiting for the same reaction and then chuckling she grabbed his hand gently and led him inside the house.


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