Diagon Alley was kind of like hell right now, if hell was pink and red and had hearts and cupids everywhere. He hadn't been able to see any of it from his window, otherwise Harry would have decided not to venture outside.
But he had, and now he was stuck trying to go into different stores to escape a group of flying hearts that really seemed to like him. When he came across Quality Quidditch Supplies he decided that had to be perfect. Quidditch wasn't romantic at all and what were they going to do? Sell heart shaped brooms?
Ducking inside, Harry sighed in relief as everything looked normal and as he took a step forward he nearly bumped into someone in front of him. Recognising the Weasley hair, he smiled and stepped sideways. "Hey Ginny."