Ron's Pov
I couldn't focus, at all. The letters were buzzing through my head and it drived me mad. I almost burnt my cauldron in Potions and I was only able to transfigure only half of the dog house we were tasked to do. It was almost dinner and some of the 8th years were in the library working on our Charms essay. I got up to find a book and when I found it I cursed harshly under my breath. It was sitting on the highest shelf, and I couldn't reach. For my age, I was quite tall, taller then Harry, Hermione, Seamus, Lavender, Parvati and Justin Finch-Fletchly, all the 8th year students I could see in the library. And I wasn't about to ask Malfoy. "Why!" I shout-whispered to myself, running a hand through my hair. My breath hitched and I was slowly pushed onto the bookshelf, a warm body pushing up against mine. A green and silver tie fell next to my face and I looked up. A dark hand reached up with ease and slipped the book off the shelf, into the person's other hand that I didn't notice hand been around my waist. They held the book in front of me but I didn't turn around. I couldn't move. "I recall you needing this?" The voice said, I shivered and my eyes snapped open furiously a few times. "No? Alright then." Zabini said and the warmth on my backside subsided. Once I was sure he had left I slumped onto the bookshelf. I closed my eyes and breathed heavily. I snapped my eyes open again and kicked the shelf.
HE TOOK THE BOOK!
"Did you find it?" Hermione asked me when I took a seat next to her. "Not exactly." I mumbled and she gave me a confused look but shook her head and continued to right, knowing that she shouldn't get too far into it. Harry asked Hermione a question about the essay and I couldn't bother to listen so I looked around. Most of the library had cleared out, only a few 1st years, two 4th years and four 8th years, consisting of me, Harry, Hermione and Zabini were left.
Wait! He's still here?!
"-on, Ron!" Hermione shouted, waving her hand in front of my face. "Sorry, what?" I muttered. "It's time for dinner." Harry informed and I nodded. We packed up and left the library, giving one last fleeting glance at Zabini. We sat down at Gryffindor table and I started munching on multiple chicken wings. Everyone looked up and chuckled, so I looked up as well and saw the infamous black owl swoop towards me. Bearly missing a jug of pumpkin juice. I smiled at it and took the letter, it hooted happily, brushed it's face to mine before flying back to the Owlery.
All eyes were on me as I pried it open it and read,To:Ronald Weasley
Clue 2:
Turn back a few pages
I'm sure it'll charm youFrom:Your Valentine
I read it over and over again, what do they mean turn back a few pages? And what's going to 'charm me' ? I gave Harry the letter and he read it to Hermione and everyone else as per usual. "Whoever this person is, they really know how to keep things in the down low." Hermione whispered. "Yeah, I've been keeping an eye on Nott, Zabini and Greengrass. None of them look suspicious. Even Draco doesn't know." Harry said. "Nor does Pansy." Hermione added. I sighed heavily. What if the third clue makes no sense and I don't end up finding out who this person is? Will I just have to sit back on the sidelines and watch Harry and Hermione get pampered? "I need to breath." I said and jogged out of the Great Hall towards the Black Lake, clutching the letter so tightly my nuckles turned white. Once I got there, I slumped onto a tree and sat down. "You look terrible." I heard a voice say. You can't be serious!
"You've got to be kidding me!" I shouted, looking up at Zabini. He was sitting in the tree I had just sunk onto, kind of like Malfoy in fourth year. "What do you want Zabini?" I sighed.
"I want you to not be as observent as a brick wall." He muttered, jumping gracefully off the tree, landing with a soft thud. "What do you-" I started but stopped when he interrupted me. "Thought you might need this." He said and dropped a book in between my legs. I picked it up and saw that it was the Charms book I needed to finish my essay. I looked up at him, the light from the school contrasting with his skin. He winked at me before he sauntered (as always) back up to the school. I looked back at the book and blushed slightly, my gosh. I really don't understand him."And I am NOT as obsevent as a brick wall!"
"I beg to differ!"
I huffed and looked at the book again. It made my fingers tingle and my insides squirm. Why, I don't know.
After about ten minutes I got up and walked back to the school. When I got up and through the portrait hole I was greeted by my fellow Gryffindors wiggling their eyebrows at me. I glared and rolled my eyes before taking a seat next to Harry on the couch. "Where's Mione?" I asked, he put down his quill and looked up from his parchment. "Went to bed early. Says she wants to look fresh for tomorrow." He said. I nodded. "Wait a minute, you're done with your essay?!" I said looking at his paper. "Yeah, found an extra copy of that book in the library after dinner." He grinned. "You can copy off it if you like." He added, putting his stuff away. "Nah, it's alright mate. Night." I said and he waved goodnight. After a while I was the only one in the common room, just sitting their pondering the day. A hoot brought me out of my stupor and I held out my arm for the black owl. It pecked my ear lightly and hopped on the table.
"Huh, that's odd. It doesn't have a letter." I mumbled. From the table, the owl hovered over my essay for a while before perching itself onto the Charms book. I raised and eyebrow and looked at it questiongly. It hooted towards the book and flew out the open window. I took the book carefully and traced the edge with my finger. I opened in to the first page and jumped when something fell out from a page close to the back. I picked it up and saw that it was one of the letters. Odd.To:Ronald Weasley
Final Clue:
Connect the dots
Once that's done
Go to the place we first met
Before 1:oo or I'll be goneFrom:Your Valentine
As always, I skimmed the the letter a few times before thinking hard. That's when it hit me!
The first letter said I think of them as rude, the second said I had talked to them and they were in Slytherin, the third said their one of the 'infamous 3' and that they were a Slytherin chaser.
The fourth said, 'turn back a few pages, it will charm you'. The last one told me to connect all the dots.
So,
I find this person rude
I talked to them today
They are in Slytherin
They are a Chaser
They are in the Green Trio
They have something to do with this charms book.NO WAY!
I checked my watch, it was 12:45. I kept out the couch and out the portraite hole. I ran as fast as I could, not caring if I was heard or not. I ran down towards the Black Lake, where I had first ever met, and fought him. I ran all the way to the tree and sitting there was Blaise Zabini. "You baffon!" I huffed. "I'm your baffon." He winked. I hit his leg playfully and he jumped out of the tree for the second time today. "Happy Valentines day Weasley." He whispered, his face inches from mine.
I looked up at him and smirked.
"Happy Valentines day, Zabini." I whispered and closed the distance between us.That morning, I walked into the Great Hall and gasps and murmers were being emmited from around the hall.
I walked in, Blaise by my side, our fingers entwined and a large orange bear that read 'Pumkin' on its paw in my free hand. "Ron,and......"Hermione squinted."Zabini! It was you all along?!" Harry finished for her. "Yep." He grinned,showing off his blinding teeth. "By Godrick!" Seamus and Dean said simultaneously in awe. Blaise turned to me and kissed my temple.
"See you in Hogsmead." He said and winked, sauntering back to his own table were his gaping friends were sitting. "What happened yesterday?!" Harry shouted."I realized that I really am, as observent as a brick wall."
Hope you all got spoiled on Valentines Day, love you all.
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