Camille's POV

Hermione was released from the hospital wing a few weeks after school started back up. But she had kept up with her homework. Also no more attacks since everyone has been back. Anyway it's Valentines day and Lockhart decided to make a big deal out of it.

Right now it's breakfast time and we're all in the great hall. The walls were all covered with large, lurid pink flowers. Worse still, heart-shaped confetti was falling from the pale blue ceiling. Lockhart, wearing lurid pink robes to match the decorations, was waving for silence. "Happy Valentines Day!" he shouts. "May I thank the forty-six people who have so far sent me cards! Yes, I have taken the liberty of arranging this little surprise for you all - and it doesn't end here" he tells us.

He clapped his hands and through the double doors marched a dozen surly-looking dwarfs. Not just any dwarfs, however. Lockhart had them all wearing golden wings and carrying harps. I feel bad for them. "My friendly, card-carrying cupids" Lockhart declares. "They will be roving around the school today delivering your valentines! And the fun doesn't stop here! I'm sure my colleagues will want to enter into the spirit of the occasion! Why not ask Professor Snape to show you how to whip up a Love Potion! While you're at it, Professor Flitwick knows more about Entrancing Enchantments than any wizard I've ever met, the sly old dog" he states.

Professor Flitwick buried his face in his hands. Severus was looking as though the first person to ask him for a Love Potion would be force-fed poison. "But remember any miss use of the cupids will not be allowed. Normal school rules still apply" I tell the students. "However, I pray you all have a lovely Valentines day" I add.

(Afternoon)

"Professor Prewett?" someone asks and I turn to see a cupid. I sigh this is the fifth one today.

"Yes, please do carry on. I have a class starting soon" I tell him. He nods his head.

"Hair black as ebony, skin white as snow

Lips red as blood, and inner beauty shows

I wish you were mine

As you are so devine

Please be my Valentine" he sings. I thank him and he hands me a card. Which I burned. I finish setting up and I notice no one has arrive yet. I hear a commotion in the hall way and go check it out.

I arrive to see the hall way crowded and the students surrounding Harry. Who has a cupid sitting on his ankles to stop him from moving. "His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,

His hair is as dark as a blackboard,

I wish he was mine,

he's really divine,

The hero who conquered the Dark Lord" the cupid dwarf sang. He leaves and I notice Malfoy holding a diary.

"Give is back" Harry demands.

"Wonder what Potter's written in this?" Malfoy muses.

"Expelliarmus" I say and the diary shots out of his hands. "Accio" I say and the book zooms over to me. I catch it as all the students look up at me. "You are all late to class and ten points from Slytherin" I tell them. "Now get to class before I start to hand out detentions" I order and they scurry away. "Here you go Harry, best keep something like that hidden" I tell him.

Hermione repairs his torn bag. I then lead them to charms. "Today I will be touching you a simple healing spell. As we have finished Rennervate, the spell I'll be touching you is Episkey" I tell the class. "Can anyway tell me what injuries this spell can heal?" I ask and a few raise their hands. "Yes Hermione" I say.

"Only minor injuries, like bruises and split lips. But it has also been used to mend broken noses and toes" she answers.

"Excellent, ten points to Gryffindor" I state. "Now come forward Harry" I say and he walks over. I sit him down and show his hands to the class. "Here's an expel" I tell them drawing my wand. "Episkey" I say tapping his hands and they heal up straight away. "Thank you Harry, you may return to your seat" I tell him and he does so.

The lesson went smoothly. They wrote down notes from the board and practiced pronouncing Episkey. I then gave them a foot long essay for homework. On a scenario where Episkey can be used and why. I made sure Hermione know only a foot and no longer. She tends to go over board on essays and I want to try get her out of that habit. Otherwise when OWLs come, she'll run herself into the ground by over doing everything.

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Picture above of the great hall decorated for Valentines days and on the external link of the singing dwarf dressed up as a cupid.