The Great Hall was decorated top to bottom with tons of hearts with small sayings like "Be Mine," red and pink streamers with cupid shaped decorations. Even the rest of the school was decorated with the heart shaped, red, pink colored, love saying decorations.

Everywhere you go, one after another, people would greet each other with a kiss or a hug. Everyone you see would either be followed by a dwarf in a cupid costume, who is trying to deliver a heartfelt letter from the admirer, or their own little stalker. It's just a lovey-dovey holiday where everyone in Hogwarts seems to be enjoying. Even the teachers.

It just seems that everyone was in the holiday mood.

Every single student was either out at Hogsmead for last minute shopping or in their dormitory getting ready for the Valentine's Dance.

"Ginny! I really don't want to go. Besides, what if something happens while the dance is going on? I won't know what's going on because I know for sure it'll be loud and I won't be able to hear anyone when they talk to me." Hermione has been spending hours trying to talk Ginny from making her go to the dance, but to no avail. She knows that she can't convince her, but she could at least try.

"Oh, come off of it already, Hermione. Your going to the dance with me and that's final."

Hermione sighed in defeat and collapsed on the bed she was sitting on. "Fine. What are you trying to look for anyways?" She said with curiosity.

"I bought this dress and I'm trying to look for it." Ginny replied as she continued skimming through her wardrobe for the outfit.

Hermione nodded her head indicating that she understood.

"Why don't you look in your trunk. You probably left it there."

Ginny stopped what she was doing and remembered that she indeed left it in her trunk. Letting out a small squeal, Ginny rushed to her trunk and got out the dress she was looking for and showed it to Hermione.

"Hermione, look at this."

Hermione sat up and took a good look at the dress. What she saw made her stare at it with awe. It was a full length, white, taffeta dress. The boned bodice has ruching all the way along, with the neckline embellished with sequins and beads. The skirt is split up into several layers and gathered together with a beautiful corsage.

As Hermione continued to stare at it, Ginny pulled out a pair of white silhouette heels and gave both the dress and heels to Hermione.

Her eyes grew. "Ginny, you can't give this to me. I can't accept it. I can't even imagine myself wearing it. Besides, it must have cost a fortune!" exclaimed Hermione.

Ginny just gave her a smile and said, "It wasn't much. I found it in a muggle shop in London during Christmas break. Besides, I already have mines right here." She walked over to her closet and pulled out navy colored dress with navy silhouette heels. The dress was an elegant, full length, silk dress that has a drop-waisted bodice which gives a flattering silhouette. The bodice is embellished with an attractive leaf design made from sequins and beads, front and back. The skirt flares slightly towards the hem.

"Oh, Ginny. It's beautiful!" Hermione exclaimed as the two of them were admiring the dress.

"Yes, I know." said Ginny. "Now, we better start getting ready for the dance so we can meet your prince charming. I mean..."

"What," Hermoine started to eye Ginny carefully "are you talking about?"

"Uhhh... I don't know what you're talking about. You must be loosing it."

"Ginny Weasley! I heard what you said! Now you better tell me what's going on or I'll give you detention for a month. I can do whatever I want. I'm Head Girl." Hermione added when she saw that Ginny was going to protest.

She sighed in defeat. "Fine. I'll tell you, but after this there'll be no arguments. We'll go straight to getting ready for the dance. Deal?"


"Alright. So I..."

"Draco, hurry up! The dance is about to start. We don't want to miss a thing!"

"I'll be there in a minute!" hollered back Draco.

Blaise sighed and shook his head as he just sat on the green Slytherin couch waiting for his friend.

He had met up with the girl Weasley the other day. They had gotten away from their frustrated friends after listening their tantrum about each other, that being Draco and Hermione. Together they both came up with a plan that they both hope would help with their friends.

Footsteps were being heard from the dormitories, so Blaise stood up ready to leave, but then sighed in annoyance and sat back down on the couch as Pansy and Millicent came in the common room strutting.

"Hey there, Blaise. Love our dresses?" said Pansy.

"Hey there." came the annoyed reply. But Pansy didn't hear him for she was still waiting for his answer on their dresses.

"I said do you love our dresses?" she said again, stressing out every single word.

"Yes. I do." sighed Blaise.

"But you didn't even look at us." came Millicent's annoyed reply.

Blaise rolled his eyes and turned to look at them. "Yes I love the dresses."

Happy with the response, Pansy gave a curt nod. "Well, we'll be going back to our rooms. We're going to be fashionably late so we can make our grand entrance. See'ya later." With that, the two Slytherins took their leave.

Blaise just sat there shaking his head as he stared into the fire.

Just then, the sound of a door opening and closing and shoes clicking on to the floor was heard.

"Pansy, I am not going to be your date just because you can't get one yourself."

"Since when did you get the sense that I need a date and since when am I Pansy." came a disgusted reply. "It's even hard for me to imagine me looking like Pansy."

Blaise got up and turned around to see Draco standing there with a disgust face. Blaise walked over to Draco and gave a clap on his back.

"Sorry, mate. I thought you were Pansy. She's been asking me to be her date a lot lately because every guy she asks always turns her down and just now she came down here and I'm pretty sure she was trying to get me to change my mind about not taking her to the dance."

Draco stood there and started laughing.

"Dude, it's not funny. Pans is a great friend and all, but I don't want to go to a dance with that!" exclaimed Blaise.

"Sorry there, mate. It's just the thought of it is so hilarious."

"No problem. Well, anyways. We should start heading down to the dance. They must be starting. Besides, you still have to meet your princess. Uhhh..."

Draco eyes him carefully. "What?"

"Uhm. I don't know. We're late. We should get going."

"Now hold on a sec." Blaise stopped where he was. "What's going on?" asked Draco.

He sighed. "Okay. I'll tell you, but when I'm finish, no arguments or anything. After this, we'll go straight to the dance like nothing about this was ever said. Deal?"


They continued walking and walked through the portrait hole...

"Okay so here's the thing. I..."

..and the portrait door shut behind them.

How was that? Well anyways, it's Valentine's Day so I thought I'd post this one up. In case you've been waiting on my next update on my other fic., I reread it and I didn't really like the outcome of it, so I'm going to be adjusting it.

Anyways, review! ;