Fireworks exploded across the sky.
Heart-shaped bursts.
Silver comets forming Cho's name.
Golden sparks rained down like starlight over Hogwarts.
More followed—painting the night in endless waves of color.
Students across the castle rushed to windows in awe, shouting, pointing, calling their friends over.
But the best view—
Was the Astronomy Tower.
Cho stood frozen beside Alexander, speechless.
Moonlight and fireworks reflected in her eyes, colors dancing across her face.
And the show didn't stop.
It only escalated.
The fireworks grew bigger.
Louder.
More elaborate.
Massive phoenixes made of flame soared across the sky before bursting into showers of hearts.
Dragons of light spiraled around the towers.
Starbursts detonated so high they illuminated the entire castle grounds.
The explosions became powerful enough that the castle walls lightly trembled.
This wasn't normal wizard fireworks.
These were custom-made.
Imported.
Alexander's friends back in the United States had sent them.
Getting fireworks in Europe was easy.
But oversized, custom-enchanted, magically reinforced ones?
Illegal.
In the U.S.?
Easily done.
So he ordered a lot.
And now—
They were all firing.
One after another.
Relentless.
Peeves zoomed through the sky, screaming with excitement.
"MORE! MORE! BLOW UP THE SKY!"
Students cheered below.
Some thought it was a festival.
Others thought Dumbledore had planned a celebration.
Inside the castle, however—
Several professors rushed out in alarm.
Wands drawn.
McGonagall thought it was an attack.
Flitwick prepared defensive charms.
Snape looked ready to hex someone on sight.
But after observing for a minute…
They realized.
Fireworks.
Just fireworks.
Excessive fireworks… but still fireworks.
Snape muttered something about "reckless idiocy."
McGonagall sighed but didn't intervene.
Flitwick, secretly, looked impressed.
Up in the tower—
Alexander and Cho simply watched.
No talking.
Just colors, light, and shared silence.
The show lasted nearly thirty minutes before the final volley launched—
A massive explosion that spread into glowing words:
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
Then the sky went dark again.
Quiet returned to Hogwarts.
Only faint smoke trails remained.
Alexander reached into his coat and pulled out a small pouch.
It shimmered faintly—enchanted with spatial expansion.
He calmly packed the table items inside: candles, parchment, and decorations.
Then handed the pouch to Cho.
"An extra small gift," he said. "Keep it as memories."
Cho accepted it carefully, holding it like something fragile.
They walked back down the tower together.
No Disillusionment this time.
Just quiet footsteps through empty corridors.
When they reached the Ravenclaw dorm entrance, Alexander stopped.
"Goodnight, Cho. I hope you enjoyed it."
He gave her a bright, genuine smile.
Cho's face turned red again.
"G-Goodnight, Alexander."
They separated.
Cho Chang lay in her bed, staring at the canopy above her.
Her heart still hadn't calmed down.
Every time she closed her eyes—
She saw the fireworks again.
Her name in the sky.
The table.
The candles.
His hands are holding hers.
And that gentle forehead kiss.
She touched her forehead unconsciously, face heating up again.
She replayed his words.
Will you become my girlfriend?
She never even said yes out loud.
But he understood anyway.
A small smile formed.
She clutched the pouch he gave her close to her chest.
Inside were the decorations from tonight—
Proof it really happened.
Proof it wasn't a dream.
She thought about Alexander.
Calm.
Confident.
Always thinking ahead.
Yet tonight felt different.
Softer.
More personal.
Her smile grew warmer as sleep slowly took her.
Because now—
She had a boyfriend.
And somehow…
That thought made her feel safe.
Cho fell asleep smiling.
Breakfast the next day was chaos.
Rumors had already spread across the entire castle.
"Did you see the fireworks?!"
"They formed Cho's name!"
"That was Chen, right?!"
"He imported illegal fireworks!"
"Worth it!"
Students kept glancing toward the Ravenclaw table.
Some impressed.
Some jealous.
Some whisper nonstop.
Alexander, meanwhile, ate calmly as if nothing happened.
Business as usual.
Until—
The Weasley twins slammed down across from him.
Grinning like maniacs.
"Oi, lover boy!"
"Nice sky explosion!"
Fred leaned closer.
"Thirty minutes of fireworks?"
George added—
"Compensating for something?"
Alexander didn't even look up.
"Imported craftsmanship," he replied calmly.
"Very expensive."
The twins burst out laughing.
Cho sat beside Alexander—
Face completely red.
Head lowered.
She could feel everyone staring.
Fred waved dramatically.
"Look, everyone! It's the Valentine Queen!"
George added—
"Careful, she might summon fireworks too!"
Cho covered her face in embarrassment.
Alexander sighed slightly but allowed the teasing.
Because honestly—
He expected worse.
Students passing by gave nods, thumbs-ups, even applause.
Someone shouted—
"Hero who defeated the Racist Hat and King of Valentine's!"
The title stuck instantly.
The twins approved greatly.
Cho wished she could disappear.
But despite the embarrassment…
She didn't move away from him.
And Alexander didn't move away either.
They just ate breakfast—
Side by side—
While Hogwarts buzzed around them.
Another night, the entire castle would remember.