You were sitting in the library, reading. It’s Valentine’s Day and everyone were smiling with their partners. You flipped to the next page, convinced you’d only find love between the pages.

“You look lonely” a soft voice said.

You look up to see your brothers best friend, Harry standing there.

“Only a little” you shrug.

He smiled, reaching into his bag, pulling out a bouquet, two books surrounded by flowers.

Your lips parted as he handed it to you.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, beautiful.”