Wand in hand was tempting this Prefect. Blasting the bloody book seemed like a great way to release stress from OWLs, Dad's new girlfriend-thing, sleeping issues, books that were trying to posses students. BOOM. Just one really strong blasting spell. It didn't matter from whom.

Beverly had just become overcome with temptation as she pushed off a bookshelf, striding toward the center off commotion, wand gripped tightly, when the attack ceased.

Well...not exactly.

Now there were dancing magic carpets, smooching frogs and...chocolate ones.

1) Only her boyfriend got to smooch her.
2) She wanted all of those chocolate frogs.
3) Tie down the Head Girl and blast that book into smithereens.

Was that so hard? Would anyone miss it? Could they be done with this and have a happily ever after and not worry about ANYTHING? Would this be enough to cancel OWLs? Would pizza be on the menu for dinner?

Beverly thought of all of this while biting the head off of a captured chocolate frog.

"Stupefy!" Smooching frog down. No kissing her.