Gemma clicked up to the professor's office door and hesitated knocking for a few seconds. In her hand was a plate full of chocolate covered strawberries that she had made in the kitchens...her early Valentine's present to him. She reached down and smoothed out her dress and hair...and o how she hoped he liked the dress. Yes she was nervous...when would this nervousness pass whenever she saw him or dealt with him....she wasn't sure but she always felt like a young girl with her first crush with this one. Yes...there were sparks but still after almost a year of the sparks they were still at the same spot as they were.

She took a deep breath and hoped she wasn't bothering him and that her visit would be a nice break from all of the freezing fiasco that went on a few days back in the castle. Finally, she knocked on the door as she listened to see if she heard any voices. And then she had a seat, very carefully in her dress and waited.

Making her way from the third floor up to the fifth floor Cece had to keep telling herself this was the right thing to do. If she didn't then she was going to end up turning around just to head back where she came from.

Finally making it to her destination she took a deep breath before knocking on the door. If someone would have told her a month ago that she would be standing in front of this very door she would have laughed in her face. Yet here she was now doing just that precise thing. Lifting her hand to the door she knocked.

Knock, Knock

She would just stand and wait. No need in sitting since she didn't plan on staying and waiting for him if he wasn't in.

Oliver's hand was actually on the doorknob when he heard knocking on the other side of the door and he half sighed and half chuckled to himself. He'd spent the last few hours being bored and just when he decides to go for a walk, someone comes to visit him.

He pulled open the door and stuck his head out, his eyes coming to rest on Gemma.

WOW!

That outfit was definitely smokin and he had a slight panic attack that he had forgotten that they had arranged a date or something. But he gave himself a small shake. Oliver knew that he wouldn't have arranged anything not when he had been needing some time to sort himself out.

He let out a low whistle, soft whistle as he lent up against the doorframe. "I must say, you sure do pretty up the corridor."

She was a little startled when she heard a little whistle. The first thought that went through her mind was that a student had whistled at her and she really didn't want to have to deal with that little situation. As she looked up to see who it was she was surprised to see O standing at the doorframe and that stupid worry just melted away. He looked good...no better than good leaning against that doorframe....seeing him there with that face on made all of her worries and doubts hide away for a few minutes.

Standing up and doing a little turn for him to take everything in, she smiled at him, "Hey you! I'm guessing you like?" she asked as she reached for the little tray of strawberries. "I knew you were having a few stressful weeks with the whole freezing stuff going on around the castle, so I thought I would bring you a couple of early Valentine's presents..." she held out the plate of strawberries to him.

"So, here's one of the presents..." she said with a little wink at him.