Prompt: Romance

Words: 100

It was difficult to have time to yourselves surrounded by so many people. The Burrow was a constant hive of activity and doing anything private, personal or secret was going to be discovered, destroyed and mocked.

He had no choice. He'd have to do something. She wasn't going to let him forget if he ignored tomorrow. He wondered, briefly, how much it would cost to get her brothers to leave the house for an hour, but decided there wasn't enough gold in Gringotts.

Valentine's Day dawned. Opening the door, she smiled. A sign. A romantic token. A single red rose.