Harry Potter Valentine's Day Gift Novels & Stories

I reply, curious to know. “Oh, my name is Ale—” Suddenly, the boy hears a voice and runs back to the lady who was looking for him. “You better choose your gift, little boy. We have to leave. We’re going to be late,” she says, caressing his hair with a smile. I look at the boy as he gets busy choosing Valentine’s Day cards and flowers. With a smile, I turn, searching for something professional for my first meeting. White flowers maybe? I think to myself. Shortly after, I feel a pull on my coattail, and the boy is there holding something in his hand.

Jane screamed at the top of her lungs as she saw the stomach-turning entrails. She fell to the floor as her knees weakened, but Aria was fast enough to catch her. Aria herself was alarmed because of the gift. "What was that? Why - Oh, my God!" Harry's eyes widened as soon as he laid eyes on the gift beside Aria's window. Blood was still dripping from the box to the floor. Harry walked closer and inspected the package; he found a note on top of its cover.

Trevor got him a glass and filled it with water from the dispenser in the room. "I can'take this cheque dad. I'm sorry but I don't deserve this." Trevor hesitated and dropped the envelope on the bed "You deserve everything I own and I know how you feel but please don't leave this gift behind." Harry said and picked up the envelope. He handed it back to Trevor. "I'm not buying your love nor am I paying for lost times but take this token." Harry pleaded. It was evident from Trevor's countenance that he wasn't interested in the gift. "If I could get on my knees now, I will beg that you take it." his father begged.

Under the dim orange light, these hearts also emit sparkling light, forming a fantasy fairy world. "Isn't this like a fairy tale world?" Can The Phong smile at her, "I remember you clearly said you like fairy tales, so I prepared a birthday party for you like in a fairy tale?" Then she took the brocade box on the table, "This is a birthday present, open it, do you like it?" Grainne opened the brocade box, inside was a platinum necklace, the pendant was also a heart shape, the top also wrote "ILOVEYOU."

I stared downwards bleakly and didn’t say a word. “Um…maybe, he forgot”, she said forlornly as we got to the entrance of the class. We met three girls there at the entrance and I noticed one of them holding a pretty necklace. “My boyfriend gave this to me this morning” I overheard her say to her friends as Paige and I walked into the class. It added to my problems. That was a valentine's day gift. I followed Paige to our seats and took mine. Then, she dipped her hand into her bag and brought out a little wrapped present.

I said once we were seated. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” Chastity responded with a huge smile. “Would you like you’re gift?” “Oh. Sure. Would you like yours?” “Of course.” I chuckled as I handed her the gift bag. I’m so glad I had Molly help me with the wrapping part. I’m terrible at that stuff. She picked a pretty purple bag with sparkles on it. The bag wasn’t my worry though. It was the gift itself that I hoped Chastity liked. She pulled out the first item, which was what I got her at the Comic book shop. It was a signed photo of Iron Man.

Earlier, I had been tipsy, but now the haze cleared as I stared at the three of them, unsure of what to say. Suddenly, a knock came at the door, and Finn rushed from the terrace into the room. Out of curiosity, I followed him inside, and the others trailed after me. There, standing by the door, was a man dressed in a suit, holding a huge gift box, which he promptly handed to Finn. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Bella,” they all echoed as Finn handed the box over to me. My hands felt heavy around the box, and I silently wished Finn wouldn’t let go of it. But as soon as he did, I forced an enormous smile on my face, glancing at the three of them.

She complained and arched her back, clearly requesting to be put down so she could run to her attractive uncle. Valentine growled at her, her teeth just starting to show at the points. I should have given you a couple more laudanum drops, I knew. Portia screamed, "Give her your necklace," fearing Valentine's famed patience was about to run out. Valentine turned her attention to her. “What?” She enjoys playing with sparkly ornaments. If you give her your necklace, it can temporarily divert her attention. Valentine arched one proud brow. "These sapphires were a gift from the Sultan of Brunei. What do you think they cost, exactly?”

I had been living in a pit of soup cartons and medication since a few days before, and I was frankly sick and tired of feeling so… well, sick and tired. I was meeting Harry for lunch at a café not far from my place, and I was so excited about seeing him again—and handing over the presents for Winnie and him at last. I had managed to make it out to the store the day before to grab something for both of them. For Winnie, I had found this cute little book on unusual professions that women had had through the ages, and for Harry, I had selected a bottle of whiskey that I was looking forward to handing over to him. The two of them had been so attentive and sweet with me that I figured it was the

“I thought we agreed to wait until morning.” “This one can’t wait,” I tell him with a small smile. “Stay here.” I hurry to our bedroom, retrieving the small package from my suitcase where I’ve kept it hidden since we arrived. It’s wrapped simply in silver paper with a small gold bow. When I return, Arthur is still by the window, watching the snow. He turns as I approach and glances at the gift. “Here,” I say, holding out the package. “Happy Solstice.” He takes it and weighs it in his hand. “It’s light,” he says, then shakes it by his ear. “No rattling… Smells like paper…”