As the weeks passed,I continued to date Dean. Everyone thought we were so cute and happy together, but they didn't know the truth. Hell, Dean didn't even know the truth. I was pretending to be really happy. I'm not saying I was miserable,but I just wasn't as happy as I appeared to be.

Hermione knew,but she never said anything about it, and I'm grateful for that.

Draco, on the other hand looked really happy, I always saw him laughing and joking, as though he didn't miss me at all. He probably didn't, considering how fast he had moved on. He was acting like I wasn't anything special, like I was just like the other girls he had dated for awhile,and then easily gotten over.

But sometimes, he would look at me, the way he used to when we were together, and my heart would beat so fast, and I'd become breathless, and I was reminded of how things were before all the bad shit happened.

Valentine's Day was quickly approaching, and I had no idea what to get Dean. What do you even get a guy for Valentine's Day? They don't care about chocolates, or jewlery, or flowers, all they cared about was sex. I'm sure that's what Dean is expecting, since we haven't done it yet. We've been awful close though, but Dean is way too much of a gentleman to try to go farther without my permission, which is one of the reasons I like him.

Anyways, I decided to get Dean some Honeydukes chocolate, and I was most likely going to sleep with him. We had been together awhile, I thought it was time, and maybe,just maybe it would be thing that helps me fully get over Draco.

The morning of Valentine's Day was a beautiful one. It was quite sunny for February. I woke up feeling giddy and happier than I had been in a long time.

As Hermione and I entered the Great Hall, we saw it was decorated in pink and red. I, personally liked it, Hermione didn't. When we reached our seats, our owls immediately dropped off our valentine cards and presents.

I got cards from a few people: Neville Longbottom, Seamus, Harry, Dean, and one that didn't say who it was from. Neville and Harry's were friendly and merely said 'Have a happy Valentines Day!' Dean's, of course was romantic, and made me smile. And Seamus's was also romantic, he practically told me he liked me, and we should get to together. I'm sure Dean wouldn't appreciate that.

I opened the card from the unknown person, and immediately know who it's from. I could recognize that handwriting anywhere: it was Draco's. I looked around, making sure Dean wasn't coming, and that no one was looking.

I just wanted to say Happy Valentine's Day to you, and I wanted you to know, that you are my first and only love. I will never forget about what we had, and I will always love you. No one can ever replace you, I'm sorry about everything.

I reread the letter over and over. I couldn't believe it, he still loved me. And he always would. Tears filled my eyes as I smiled. I looked up, and saw Dean making his way over towards me. I quickly wiped my eyes, and hid the card.

"Hey, beautiful." Dean said before leaning down and kissing me. "Happy Valentine's Day."

"You too." I said smiling up at him. "Did you get your chocolate?"

"Yes, I did, thank you." He kissed me again. "And I have your present, but let's wait until later, okay?"

"Sure." I said,my mind racing. I had to get Dean to leave so I could tell Hermione. "Um, so Seamus gave me a card."

"Did it say anything about you two getting together?" Dean asked.

"Sure did." I said.

Dean shook his head, "No wonder he looked so nervous in the Entrance Hall. I'm gonna go teach him a lesson, be back." He said kissing me on my cheek.

"Don't hurt him." I said before he walked away.

I quickly turned to Hermione, who had also turned to me.

"You'll never guess who I got a card from!" We exclaimed at the same time.

"Who did you get a card from?!" Again at the same time.

"You'll never guess!"

I was tired of this confusion, we were starting to sound like Ron's older twin brothers, Fred and George. "Look, let's just switch, all right." I said.

"Okay." Hermione said as we exchanged cards. I immediately started reading.

Dear Hermione,
I've wanted to tell you this for so long,and I thought that since it was Valentine's Day, I might as well tell you today. I am madly in love with you, and I always have been. I'm aware that you might not feel the same way, but I had to take a risk, I had to know if maybe you did. I hope that maybe you'll at least give me a chance, and I was wondering if you would be my girlfriend? I understand if you don't, though. I just don't think I'll ever want to be with anyone else. Either way, I'll still love you.

I jaw dropped open. Harry loved Hermione? How could I have not seen this? How could any of us not seen it? We were all best friends since second year, and we never noticed. Harry was very good at keeping it a secret.

I turned back to Hermione, her face mirrored my shocked expression. We both just stared at eachother, shocked out of our minds.

"Harry loves me." Hermione said blankly.

"Draco still loves me." I said.

"He always has."

"He always will."

"He wants me to be his girlfriend."

"He'll never forget what we had."

"He doesn't want to be with anyone else."

"He says no one will ever replace me."

"What am I gonna do?" We asked at the same time. We couldn't answer our own questions, so we just stared at eachother in silence.

"Do you think I should give him a chance?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Yeah, I think so." I answered, "But only if you have feelings for him."

"I think I do, but I didn't realize it until now."

I nodded. Then said, "Do you think I should write Draco back?"

"Of course I do." Hermione said.

We smiled at eachother and hugged.

"What is going on?" A voice behind us asked. We pulled apart and saw Dean. "You know, since it's Valentine's Day, Aria, I think you should be hugging me, not Hermione. I'm feeling a bit unloved."

We laughed and rolled our eyes.

After breakfast, Hermione and I set off to do what we needed to. Hermione with Harry, and me with Draco. It took all but fifteen minutes to find Draco, and luckily, he was alone. I took a deep breath and hurried towards him, I knew I had to make this short and sweet, or I'd do something to hurt Dean, that I wouldn't regret.

Draco's expression was surprised when he saw me coming. I stopped infront of him, and gave him a hug, and a quick peck on the lips. "Thanks for the card, that was really sweet, Draco." I whispered in his ear, while slipping the card I had written him into his hands.

I walked away quickly, barely hearing Draco say "You're welcome."

Dinner that night was amazing. I had received a huge bouquet of roses from Dean, that shot in the air and spelled out:

"Happy Valentine's Day, Aria!

He had also gotten me chocolate, I knew I was with him for a reason. Hermione and Harry were now officially dating, I had never seen them so happy, Harry gazed at Hermione like she was the most beautiful girl in the world, and Hermione blushed madly when they kissed. I had a good feeling about them.

Ron looked completely pissed, and at one point I heard him muttering about how Harry was a traitor, and Hermione was a slut. I think he was a bit jealous, personally.

Later, Dean and I were in his dormitory, on his bed,kissing fiercely. Things we're getting hot and heavy and passionate, but I wasn't feeling so sure about having sex anymore. After reading Draco's card, I wasn't sure about anything anymore.

But for some reason, I was still going to go through with it. Dean pulls me on top of him and slowly, but surely puts his hands up my shirt. It's like I have no control over my body, I start kissing his neck, and he moans softly, as I unbotton his shirt. Soon, my lips find his again.

Suddenly, Dean stops. "Aria, do you want to, you know…do it?" He asked nervously.

"Yes." I say, even though my mind is screaming no. I go in to kiss him again.

"Are you sure?" He asked.


We start kissing again, and I can tell Dean is really nervous, just by the way he's touching me. He nervously undoes the buttons on my shirt, until finally, he gets my shirt off. That's the moment I realize I can't go through with this.

I stop kissing him, and I sit up. "I'm sorry, Dean, but I can't do this." I said shaking my head.

"Really?" He asked,not sounding mad or disappointed.

"Yes. I thought I could, but I'm not ready." I said, not looking at him.

He breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness." He said. "I'm not ready either, but I thought you wanted to do it."

"Really?" I asked looking up at him.

"Yes. That's why I was acting so distant and nervous, lately, I thought, since it was Valentines Day, you'd want to do it. But, when we sleep together for the first time, I want it to be special, and for us both to be ready."

"Me too." I said smiling.

Dean sighed in relief again. "Good." He said before kissing me.

"So…now what should we do for the rest of the night?" I asked.

"Wizard's Chess?" He suggested.

"You're on." I said laughing.

A/N: Hey! I want to thank everyone who's read, reviewed, and favorited this story so far, it means very much to me. There's only five more chapters left! And the next two will be in Draco's POV. You'll see his version of what happened. They might be very long, but, please bare with me. Thanks! :)

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