Harry needs a plan
Who: Harry Potter
Where: The kitchen of the Phoenix
When: Late Sunday night
Summary: Valentine's Day is fast approaching. Harry sent Ginny an invitation to come over, but he has no idea of what's going on.
Status: Invitation-only, complete.
Harry paced the length of the kitchen, a little nervous. He really only had two days. Two days! Valentine's Day was on Wednesday. He had no idea what he was going to do for the holiday for Ginny. He had a vague idea, something about a candlelight dinner in the dining room, but he didn't know what he'd cook, what he'd get for her, how he would set everything up...
Harry was becoming a little more nervous even as seconds passed. He needed to plan things a bit better.
What was a good gift for Valentine's Day? "Underwear," Harry said. "Sexy underwear. She can put it on...and then take it off." He smiled to himself. He liked that idea. A lot. Something lacy might be a good idea. But would that be weird? Would that be bizarre to get her something that personal on their first Valentine's day back together? He really didn't know. It was just so awkward.
Maybe he just needed to bite the bullet and get to it. Just take the first step and let things be awkward if they were going to be awkward. Buy her the underwear, but also buy her something else that wouldn't be awkward. But what could that be? Harry wondered. He'd have to come up with that later. Food was the next most important issue. He was a horrific chef. He'd have to make several test dinners just to make sure that everything came out alright for this perfect night.
"By candlelight, of course," Harry murmured to himself as he continued his slightly anxious pacing. "Most romantic. Right." He bit his lip. "Red wine." He paused. "Some kind of...vegetable? Roast vegetables? Salad? Baked potatoes? Maybe steak, that sounds good. Definitely a chocolate cake for dessert. Something really, really rich."
Harry drew in a deep breath. It was going to be...well...a busy two days before the big day. And this was only Valentine's Day. Imagine other, more important holidays. An anniversary. Ginny's birthday. A wedding. If he got this anxious over a minor holiday, he couldn't imagine something as major as Ginny's birthday. He'd have to start planning a month in advance.
"I have to go shopping tomorrow," Harry muttered to himself. "I have to find recipes tomorrow morning, and then go food shopping and gift shopping tomorrow. Gift shopping first, food shopping second."
With that thought, he took a deep breath and walked out of the kitchen, his head still swimming with thoughts of Valentine's Day.
Where: The kitchen of the Phoenix
When: Late Sunday night
Summary: Valentine's Day is fast approaching. Harry sent Ginny an invitation to come over, but he has no idea of what's going on.
Status: Invitation-only, complete.
Harry paced the length of the kitchen, a little nervous. He really only had two days. Two days! Valentine's Day was on Wednesday. He had no idea what he was going to do for the holiday for Ginny. He had a vague idea, something about a candlelight dinner in the dining room, but he didn't know what he'd cook, what he'd get for her, how he would set everything up...
Harry was becoming a little more nervous even as seconds passed. He needed to plan things a bit better.
What was a good gift for Valentine's Day? "Underwear," Harry said. "Sexy underwear. She can put it on...and then take it off." He smiled to himself. He liked that idea. A lot. Something lacy might be a good idea. But would that be weird? Would that be bizarre to get her something that personal on their first Valentine's day back together? He really didn't know. It was just so awkward.
Maybe he just needed to bite the bullet and get to it. Just take the first step and let things be awkward if they were going to be awkward. Buy her the underwear, but also buy her something else that wouldn't be awkward. But what could that be? Harry wondered. He'd have to come up with that later. Food was the next most important issue. He was a horrific chef. He'd have to make several test dinners just to make sure that everything came out alright for this perfect night.
"By candlelight, of course," Harry murmured to himself as he continued his slightly anxious pacing. "Most romantic. Right." He bit his lip. "Red wine." He paused. "Some kind of...vegetable? Roast vegetables? Salad? Baked potatoes? Maybe steak, that sounds good. Definitely a chocolate cake for dessert. Something really, really rich."
Harry drew in a deep breath. It was going to be...well...a busy two days before the big day. And this was only Valentine's Day. Imagine other, more important holidays. An anniversary. Ginny's birthday. A wedding. If he got this anxious over a minor holiday, he couldn't imagine something as major as Ginny's birthday. He'd have to start planning a month in advance.
"I have to go shopping tomorrow," Harry muttered to himself. "I have to find recipes tomorrow morning, and then go food shopping and gift shopping tomorrow. Gift shopping first, food shopping second."
With that thought, he took a deep breath and walked out of the kitchen, his head still swimming with thoughts of Valentine's Day.