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Harry's stomach grumbled as he stared at the ceiling. Ron and him weren't friends anymore. He was – was, his friend. He had to do something.

"RON! RON! GET OUT HERE!" No response came. His eyes became wider as he stared at his clock. It was two in the morning. He opened the door to Ron's room, and opened his window, along with his curtains.

"Ron, wake up, wake up, Ron." Ron grumbled and opened his eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'd like to - "

"I'm not-"

"Apologize." He interrupted.

"Oh. Well, me too." Ron turned around again and fell back asleep. Harry went back into his own bed and fell asleep.

"Wake up, Harry!" Ron shook a tired Harry back and forth.

"Argh… Umf…" Harry pushed himself out of the bed.

"Hermione mailed!" His face beamed as he flipped through the pages of her letter.

"Maybe we should get her a present." Harry said as he leaned over to read the letter with Ron. "To welcome her back, I mean, it says right there in the letter that she wants to visit us." Ron nodded.

"You go get the present. I'll make breakfast." Harry nodded and got his coat.

He walked until he reached a store.

"Finally." He muttered and got into the store.

"Hello, Mr. Potter, how may I help you?" A man came up to him and nodded.

"I'd like to find a welcome back gift." The man rumbled in his pocket and took out his wand, as he waved it, a long line of gifts ran down to the end of the store.

"It goes down till isle 96." Harry thanked the man and grabbed a small package. On it, it read,

For special lovers only, open the gift of happiness,

For you will find a small amount of tears,

That bring a witch and wizard together, and to bring them glee,

Open the gift, and only you will see.

Harry reached his hand for the piece of tape that kept the package together, until the same man came up to him.

"Excuse me, that gift wasn't a welcome back gift, I'm sorry for the inconvenience." The man took the package with him and left. Harry turned around to look at the rest of the gifts. He finally took a card that was attached to a vase with flowers. Harry sighed, since he felt he was missing something.

"Excuse me, I need a gift to show someone they love them." Harry gulped and the man nodded. He took out his wand again and waved it.

"Goes down until line 147." The man left again and Harry headed down the isles. He picked out an always lasting rose. Harry smiled, paid, and went back home.

Ron was making sandwiches when Harry arrived, and he hurdled towards the bags when he opened the door.

"A card and flowers. And a rose?" Harry nodded, smiling.

"An everlasting rose, Ron. It's the gift from me to her." Harry said. Ron sighed but nodded in agreement.

"Hermione sent another owl. Saying that she'll be here by noon. What shall we cook?" Harry took out his wand and waved it. In front of him stood a perfectly well built pudding.

"Pudding? Hmm." Ron muttered.

After two hours, Ron was pacing, muttering, and very – very, panicky, and fidgeting with everything. Harry sat down on the couch and waited. Waited… waited… waited… The door knob turned……