Harry's visit, Valentines day

The door opens into the living room of her small flat. It's dark untill she flicks her wand and a dozen or so candles burst into flame around the room, lighting the room with a soft glow. At the same time a record player in the corner starts playing soft music. Theres even a nice bottle of wine in a bucket of ice charmed not to melt and two glasses on the the coffee table. One might get the feeling she had this planned all along.

She turns to Harry and slips her arms around his waist, smiling softly up at him.

"Happy Valentines day."