“So, where do you wanna go next, Harry?” Hermione said as they walked out, her books safely put away in her Extended handbag.
“Anywhere with you.’
He took her hand once more. “I was thinking we could just walk for a while.”
They began wandering around London, going nowhere in particular. It was a nice change of pace to just explore without the shadow of a looming war hanging over their heads. Without him even asking, Hermione began pointing out interesting things that he’d never have appreciated properly without her. While she did drag on at times, Harry didn’t mind it one bit. Talking his ear off passionately was just part of who she was, and he wouldn’t change her for the world. He was just glad that Hermione never indicated that she wanted to let his hand go, and for his part, he wasn’t planning to either.
Stopping at a florist, Harry bought a bouquet of flowers and presented them to a shocked Hermione.
“Harry, this is too much!” She protested, despite her heart telling her to just accept it.
“Nonsense. You deserve them. Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“We’re not actually dating though. You don’t have to do all this.”
“About that... “ Harry said nervously. “I’ve been thinking…” He paused, seeming to collect himself. “I’ve been thinking about what that old lady said.”
Hermione’s eyes widened. Was this really happening?
“I’ve loved you for a while now, and for the longest time, I always thought it was just platonic, but somewhere along the way, it just became… more, I guess. I’ve been so blind for so long. I love waking up beside you every morning, I love holding you in my arms, I love watching you devour books, I love it when your eyes light up and I can just listen to you talk, and I just love being around you. I don’t want this to be a fake date anymore. You’re my best friend, my partner in everything. Will you be my girlfriend too?”
Hermione took the bouquet from him, her heart in her throat, and nodded. Harry broke out into a relieved smile and opened his arms. Instead of hugging him, Hermione threw caution to the winds and her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Harry got over his shock pretty quickly and pulled her close, responding ardently.
It was a day for firsts, indeed.