Shocked? No; not Charlie. In fact. He loved it that professors got into the Valentine’s Day spirit! But he had to say, Hernandez did go out of his way to get things done; it was an effort this Hufflepuff definitely appreciated. But why did the man seem to be in such a bad mood? Er… should Charlie just leave him be? Or would that be too rude?

“Hi, professor.” Charlie gave him a fleeting smile before going to find his assigned desk. Of all the pink and red things in here, he liked the confetti the most. He shot Hernandez another curious look then set about unpacking the belongings he’d need for the lesson.

Professor Hernandez did have her pegged, because as Mouse made her way into the Potions classroom she was a bit surprised to see the enthusiastic decor in celebration of the holiday. A holiday she had not had any plans of doing anything for, considering the person she'd harbored a crush on for some time now had already graduated. The most she did have was some cookie tins inspired for the few people she'd considered friends, with a couple extras in case anyone handed her something and she wanted something handy to reciprocate with.

Which the Valentine on her desk constituted as such. She was also very touched Hernandez had taken the time to create these for the students. It was a thoughtful gesture, so she slipped one of the tins from her bag and placed it on his desk with a smile. "Happy Valentines Day, Professor." The tin was nothing other than just a simple red circle - quite unoffensive - but she'd personally vouch for her batch of snickerdoodles and chocolate chips within.

Making her way to her seat with the Valentine on it, she slid onto the stool and plopped it into her bag - replacing the counter space then with her notebook and pens for note taking.

Maxine always dreadng heading down to the dungeons for potions. She hated being in the dark and damp. Even after 5 years at Hogwarts that has never changed, therefore this class will never be her favorite. But her jaw hit the floor when she walked in and saw all the pink! It even made her smile for the first time ever within these classroom walls.

"Hello Professor" She added with a smile, but then noticed the grumpy face .. maybe it was best to just take a seat...

Shocked was exactly how Desiree felt upon seeing all the decorations strewn about the potions classroom! She would’ve thought she walked into the wrong room if she hadn't seen Professor Hernandez standing at his desk. Weird… she wouldn’t have pegged him for the Valentine’s Day type. In fact, she would’ve expected literally any other professor to decorate for the holiday before him!

Not that she was complaining about the surprise, not at all! She rather liked the decorations; they were nice and princessy! She was going to compliment them but decided against it, noticing Professor Hernandez’s grumpy expression. She settled for a simple polite greeting instead. “Good afternoon, Professor.”

She took her seat, setting her bag down beside her desk, and neatly arranged her supplies in front of her. Turning in her seat, she greeted Mouse with a smile and a wave. More waves followed for Charlie and Maxine.

Brandon was surprised that Professor Hernandez would decorate the classroom for Valentine's Day. However, everyone had their secrets and their reasons, so he didn't judge. "Hi dad, I like your valen- I mean... hello, Professor Hernandez." Mortified and rather pink, he sat down at his desk FAST.

He sort of hoped Xander (his CRUSH) would sit near him... or Evy, because she was his sister now. Or both Evy and Xander? That sounded nice. "Wow, my desk has my name on it!"

Okay so Nadia sure wasn’t expecting a potions classroom decorated the way it was when she entered from the dungeon corridor. It was almost like Valentine’s Day had exploded. At least Professor Hernandez appeared dressed normal, albeit maybe not as happy as he usually was. Could something be up? Could the decorating not have been his idea and he was upset about it? The Gryffindor supposed they might find out sooner or later…or not.

“Hello Professor,” she greeted the man, choosing to forgo anything that alluded to goodness in case she got a rotten remark in response. Moving further inside, Nadia noticed the names on the various workstations, seeking the one for her and settled in with her supplies. A hand brushing some of the excess confetti onto the floor in hopes to avoid drama in whatever they were going to be brewing. She knew enough from her Daddy that one had to be real careful about that.

Auden had to pause in the doorway for a second. The better to pick her jaw up off the floor as she took a step back just to ensure she had the right door.
She did. It was just that surprising. Was that the right word? Considering if someone had asked her yesterday what the odds were of the potions classroom being decorated as if a glitter war had broken out between DIY crafters on Valentine’s Day, she would’ve laughed and laughed and slapped her knee while wiping a stray tear from the corner of her eye. Yeah…surprising.

Eyes wide-although let’s take a moment to be honest: Auden’s eyes were usually very wide whenever she was anywhere in Hogwarts- Auden navigated through the jungle of streamers as her gaze roved from one decoration to the next. There were so many…until she finally found her desk.
And the valentine sitting on top of it.

Heart warming as she traced her name on the construction paper, the first year popped her head around a few streamers to give the rather grumpy looking professor a wave. ”Thank you Professor Hernandez! I hope you have a Happy Valentine’s Day as well.” That is…if he wanted to. Maybe he didn’t? Who could say.

Javier had a whole ~history~ with love and Valentines and all that, which would explain the grumpy mood - not that any of the students would know that. Or WISH to know about that, honestly. It was a sad depressing story but he had to push past the uncomfortable bits because this lesson was super important. Speaking from personal experience in the matter.

Plus, he had to admit it brought a little smile to his grumpy face to see how excited all the kids were at the valentines he'd laid out. And as for Brandon, he was going to just act like he hadn't heard him at all. Yup. Didn't hear that embarrassing little slip up at all! He was far too busy looking at this...pile of confetti by his feet.

Each student got a smile and nod in greeting as they came in, as Javi was more content to watch them discover their valentines at their desks than engage in idle chit chat. "You're quite welcome," he said in response to Auden who thanked him for the cards. And just like that, it was time for the lesson to begin.

He waved his wand to close to the door behind him, locking it to keep out any stragglers, and stood up, beginning his usual pacing in front of the chalkboard as he started the lesson.

"As I'm sure all of you have noticed, there are quite a few construction paper valentines around the room," he began with a smile. "For this mini activity, you can either use the one I gave you and write on the back, OR if you want to save it for yourself, you can come grab a spare one off my desk here," he explained, gesturing to a pile of un-marked hearts on his desk.

"Today, we will be talking about love potions - although probably not in the way you think," he added with a little smirk. More on that in a bit. "As many of you are probably aware, love potions smell like something different depending on the person. It's part of what makes them alluring to everyone. For example, when I smell a love potion, I smell fresh rainwater, my mother's homemade enchiladas, and raspberries. Obviously not all at once - that would be weird - but the smells sort of...cycle back and forth every few seconds," he explained.

"I want you to write down on the back of your valentine what you think YOUR love potions would smell like to you. Typical love potions usually smell like your three favorite things, although some more potent potions - off market, of course - can smell like four or five depending on how...determined the person using the potion is. You can share with the class if you'd like - or you can keep it private, it's up to you," he added, well aware how many can of worms he could accidentally open in their social lives if he MADE them share their answers with the class. "You may begin!"

OOC: Alright, mini activity is up! You'll have at least 48 hours to complete this bit of the lesson and we'll move around sometime Sunday afternoon CDT. If your character wants to share, just assume they have been called on by Javi. As always let me know if you have any questions!

Valentine's Day was clearly a theme for this week's Professors. Charms was all about the love spells to. Maxine had even thought about Amortentia at that lesson to. But now this was actually about it.

So what smells did Maxine love? Taking a paper heart she began to write a couple things down.

1. Baking Bread
2. Lilac Bushes
3. Fresh Rain

Though - the Fresh Rain should maybe be up higher on the list.

By now, Char was quite ready for the lesson today. His mind wondered if they’d be brewing the Love Potion today. That was the obvious answer but one never knew when a professor would surprise their class. Spotting the wiggling fingers that were Desiree, he waved back. As for today’s topic, they were all about to find out.

The Puff opted to use the construction paper Hernandez had given. It turned out that he had been correct about the Love Potion but now he was rather curious to know in what way the potion would be discussed. He did find it interesting to hear all about the scents the professor was attracted to, which led Char to wonder what his own scents would be. Suppose he was attracted to a hundred scents, did that mean he would detect them all in the potion?

But then Hernandez unknowingly answered his question and that let Charlie to get on to the activity. He flipped the valentine over and wrote:

• Sunflowers
• Pepparkakor {a Swedish cookie equivalent to Ginger Snaps}
• Cupcakes
• The wilderness
• Broomstick polish
• Lakes, especially toward the end of the summer
• The musty, hay-like scent of a horse

His potion could have any of these scents; it was difficult for him to narrow it down to just three to five.

Ed was already crumpling up his valentine with one hand, his mood somewhat matching the professor's, who was, for the record, the second faculty member to stuff this insufferable holiday down their throats. He expected a Charms professor to wax poetic about love and all that, but his Head of House? Where was the man's dignity???

He grunted to himself at the first task they had to do and flipped his longish hair over to one side, deciding to play along. He smoothed out his crumpled Valentine, turned it over, and sat about brainstorming some smells he really loved. Hmm. Hmmmmmmm. Something outside, because he loved trees and clouds and grass, probably, yes. Fresh cut grass was definitely making the list. There was also this... comforting, light scent his adoptive mum wore which made him think of getting a hug from her but he had NO CLUE what was in it. But it did smell kinda vanilla-y, so he wrote down Warm vanilla cake next. Yes. That was a delicious scent any time of day, though it was an odd combination with grass... but the prof had said the scents didn't all blend together at once, so he added Roast dinner on there, his mouth bite nearly watering as he was picturing a beautiful mound of mashed potatoes, some yorkshires, and a steaming heap of beef. Mmmmmm. Just like the house elves used to make.

What else? What else? Ed tapped his chin with his quill.

Auden slid off her seat in one quick movement as she rushed forward to claim one of the unmarked hearts on the Professor’s desk. No way was she writing on the one she’d been given. Aside from the valentine care package she’d received from her family, it was the only one she’d received this year. So suffice to say, she was most definitely keeping it.
Setting it carefully into her book bag, the eleven year old grabbed her quill and fiddled with it between her fingertips as she stared off into space… or well in this case into the myriad of streamers and decorations. What did she love the smell of…

Taking inspiration from what the professor said she added her first response in careful small handwriting to the back of the heart valentine.

1. Petrichor
Hopefully the Professor wouldn’t think she was being lazy and unoriginal. She really did love the smell of rain, wet soil-specifically before it rained where she was but you could tell the rain was on the way soon. When the ozone was almost metallic in its scent and you could hear the distant rumbles of thunder all while inhaling that crisp air. Auden’s chest rose and fell slowly as she tried to imagine the scent. Yup, for sure one of her favorites. What else?

Well thinking about the rain, made her think of summer days reading in her favorite window nook of her grandparents’ home. And thinking of that reminded her of the other smell she loved. The scent of Fabuloso. A muggle house hold cleaning solution her grandmother, or Tita as she was called by her grandchildren, loved to use for mopping. Just thinking about it made a small ache of homesickness settle in her stomach as she wrote out her second response.
2. Fabuloso
Most days the sheer shock and awe of her magical surroundings, left her with not much room for homesickness but sometimes…like right now- it hit hard. Blinking hard against the mist of tears in her eyes, the eleven year old thought hard about what her third favorite smell could be…

Thinking about sitting on her window seat reminded her of the other smells of home. Her dad barbecuing, the smell of carne asada on the grill? No… she did love it but not Looooove it with a capital L.
The scent of a new cup of chamomile tea? She did feel loved when her mother used to make her a Te de Manzanilla whenever she was having a bad day but again not top three. Or maybe her father's eucalyptus after shave? Oooooh or freshly laundered sheets?!Nothing quite beat the feel of being freshly showered and slipping into newly laundered cotton sheets that smelled of Suavitel.
3. …
Heaving a big sigh under the weight of more homesickness, the young witch hung her head a bit. This assignment was harder than she thought.

Hope had very nearly been late to class--she had gotten caught up in a book and lost track of time--but fortunately she'd managed to slide into her place just in time. She'd tried to be rather quiet as class began, hoping no one would pay her much notice till she caught her breath.

And then--love charms. Oh my. Hope was not sure she was in love, or even in like, with anybody just yet, though she had hopes for the future. But well--what would she smell in a love potion? Three favorite things... After thinking a bit, she picked up her quill, carefully dipped it, and wrote down:

* baked apples
* freshly washed mint
* old leather

Really, it could be any number of things, because had a lot of favorite things, but these were the first that came to her mind.

Desiree's greeting got a warm smile in response and she waved back. She would have verbally offered a greeting as well, but before she could they were moving on with the lesson. And talking about... love potions? She supposed the theme of the room made even more sense now. She briefly wondered as well if they'd be learning to brew the potion but.. that seemed almost irresponsible at this time of the year so she dismissed the idea. Maybe Professor Hernandez was preparing them and teaching them how to make the antidote?

Anyways. Smells. Oddly, she had spent some time thinking about what the potion would smell like to her so she did have answers ready - though there might be some changes from what she would have said a few terms ago. Not that she'd ever consider using a love potion, or taking one or... anything to do with one, really.

Flipping over the piece of construction paper with her name on it, she jotted down a few answers.

Cinnamon Churros
Lavendar
Glue
New Books

She didn't mind sharing her responses with the class so she raised her hand and did just that. There was nothing incriminating, and truthfully anyone that knew her and her favorite things probably could have guessed a couple of the items. She'd never actually been around a something to confirm her suspicions though.

Oops.

Anna was not having the best week remembering things, particularly her schedule and academic obligations, and had spilled orange juice on her arm this morning where she had written her schedule so she could keep track of things. How had she spilled...don't ask? It was kind of a whole thing but she had stayed in the Great Hall until she had finished cleaning up! So the ink had been all smeared and she had misread Potions for Charms and gone to THAT classroom first. Obviously once she got there it was clear that this was not the place and so she had gone down the corridors and peeked in every classroom before passing through the Friar who had directed her in the right direction. So...Anna was properly sprinting through the corridors, aware but not entirely aware as to just how late she was. Reaching for the door, she gave it a firm tug to pull it open when...to her GREAT dismay, the door did not budge. The little Hufflepuffle was no match to the promises of physics and gravity and all that fancy stuff, meaning she was unable to come to a sudden stop and SLAMMED into the door.

*THUD*
*rattle rattle rattle rattle*

Once the door stopped dancing on its hinges, Anna's eyes opened to the ceiling and a dull kind of throb to her forehead. Her curls had protected her on the fall, you see, but not on the initial impact and now she had some indents on her forehead from the knots in the wooden planks that made up the door. One side of her back was also very very black and a little moist now too. Rubbing her forehead, the Hufflepuffle quickly gathered her papers that had flown out from her bag during the whole ordeal and lightly tried the handle again *rattle rattle rattle* to no avail.

Oops x 2.

The good thing about these wooden doors though was that you could still kind of hear things through them if you pressed your ear hard enough to it. SO...to waste not...Anna plopped herself down on the ground right in front of the door so she could press her ear against it from time to time and picked the piece of parchment least covered in black ink to take notes on. Her quill, now bent in a couple of places and with the feather end barely holding on towards the middle, scrapped against the bottom of her bag to collect what ink it could from the fabric and she started with dating her parchment before her ear went to the door for the next step - 'three favorite things' - which she wrote but...her quill had next to no ink on it so it was mostly just scraping over the parchment and poking holes in it as she tried to write 'rainbows, bubbles, storybooks'.

Potions was one of those lessons that Aurora had a bit of a love/hate relationship with. On the one hand it was practical and exciting and involved lots of throwing things into cauldrons and watching them make pretty colours but on the other hand some of the ingredients were gross and it was a hard subject to grasp. Still Aurora had arrived at the classroom on time and had found her seat with her name on it which was disappointingly away from any of her friends. She was extremely excited however to see how PINK and festive it was for Valentines, a day which she had yet to celebrate in her twelve years of existence thanks to her disinterest in forming any sort of relationship. Still anything pink had the Ravenclaws approval.

With her lollipop from the Professor in her mouth, she listened intently to the matter of the subject of todays lesson which has piqued her interest. A Love Potion was not something she had found herself requiring but the idea of it smelling like her favourite things was exciting and she thought it would be funny to test them out on her fellow students with her bestie.

Speaking of Anna where was her curly-haired soul sister?! It wasn’t like her to entirely miss a lesson. Was she sick?! Did she need cuddles and ice cream sundaes and bestie time because she would be more than happy to dish them out.

Back to the lesson. She took out her quill and tapped the feather on her chin as she considered what her favourite smells were. The tip of the feather tickled her petite nose which lead to a rather uncharacteristically loud sneeze from such a small human.

*ACHOO*

She quickly scribbled the three scents she thought she liked most on the back of her card before another sneeze erupted from her nose.

*achoo*

Also what in Merlin’s name was that thudding?!

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Oops.

Anna was not having the best week remembering things, particularly her schedule and academic obligations, and had spilled orange juice on her arm this morning where she had written her schedule so she could keep track of things. How had she spilled...don't ask? It was kind of a whole thing but she had stayed in the Great Hall until she had finished cleaning up! So the ink had been all smeared and she had misread Potions for Charms and gone to THAT classroom first. Obviously once she got there it was clear that this was not the place and so she had gone down the corridors and peeked in every classroom before passing through the Friar who had directed her in the right direction. So...Anna was properly sprinting through the corridors, aware but not entirely aware as to just how late she was. Reaching for the door, she gave it a firm tug to pull it open when...to her GREAT dismay, the door did not budge. The little Hufflepuffle was no match to the promises of physics and gravity and all that fancy stuff, meaning she was unable to come to a sudden stop and SLAMMED into the door.

*THUD*
*rattle rattle rattle rattle*

Once the door stopped dancing on its hinges, Anna's eyes opened to the ceiling and a dull kind of throb to her forehead. Her curls had protected her on the fall, you see, but not on the initial impact and now she had some indents on her forehead from the knots in the wooden planks that made up the door. One side of her back was also very very black and a little moist now too. Rubbing her forehead, the Hufflepuffle quickly gathered her papers that had flown out from her bag during the whole ordeal and lightly tried the handle again *rattle rattle rattle* to no avail.

Oops x 2.

The good thing about these wooden doors though was that you could still kind of hear things through them if you pressed your ear hard enough to it. SO...to waste not...Anna plopped herself down on the ground right in front of the door so she could press her ear against it from time to time and picked the piece of parchment least covered in black ink to take notes on. Her quill, now bent in a couple of places and with the feather end barely holding on towards the middle, scrapped against the bottom of her bag to collect what ink it could from the fabric and she started with dating her parchment before her ear went to the door for the next step - 'three favorite things' - which she wrote but...her quill had next to no ink on it so it was mostly just scraping over the parchment and poking holes in it as she tried to write 'rainbows, bubbles, storybooks'.

Javier jumped a little when a loud THUD shook his door, causing some dust above the door frame to fall onto the floor as whoever was on the other side tried to rattle the handle again. THIS was precisely why he locked the door once class started - but students generally run into the door when they couldn't get in. He assumed that was what it was, of course, and he sighed to himself as he headed over to the door, waved his wand and opened it to find one Anna Walles sitting on the floor.

Bless her heart, it APPEARED as if she was trying to follow along with the activity from her spot on the floor. Or perhaps she was scribbling unrelated nonsense on her parchment - either way, he wasn't about to leave her sitting out here, no matter how tardy she was.

Another heavy sigh. "Perhaps you'd be more comfortable at your desk, Miss Walles," he said, opening the door and gesturing for her to come in. "And three points from Hufflepuff for your tardiness," he added. Despite her (apparent) dedication to the lesson from out here, rules were rules.

Of all her upcoming OWLs, this subject was the one about which Desiree was most anxious. If she didn’t pass potions, she could kiss her dreams of becoming a healer goodbye! As such, she paid extra close attention as the lesson began. So they were talking about love potions… duh! Love potions, Valentine’s Day. How did she not make that connection?!

The whole concept of love potions made her go hmmm. She loved romance as much as the next Disney princess, but love potions didn’t create real romance. They just forced someone to feel a certain way, and Desiree wasn’t okay with using magic to affect others’ free will. The whole thing kind of reminded her of The Little Mermaid, how Ursula used magic to disguise herself and bewitch Prince Eric. Yeah, no thanks!

Although Desiree wanted nothing to do with using love potions, she had to admit she was curious what hers might smell like. She turned her valentine over and took out her favorite pink quill pen. Swishing the pen back and forth as she thought, she considered her favorite smells. Roses were definitely one, and strawberry mille-feuille, her favorite dessert! What else? French lavender… and maybe rosin because it reminded her of ballet. She jotted down her ideas:

- Roses
-Strawberry mille-feuille
- French lavender
- Rosin

When she was done, she looked over her list. That was more than three things, but she wasn’t sure which one to take off. Professor Hernandez did say that some strong love potions could smell like four or five things. She was going to leave her list as is for now and correct it later if necessary. Now the question was did she want to share her list? No, not really.

It was pretty quiet in here...aside from Aurora's sneezing, which Javier had muttered a small 'bless you' to as they worked quietly. Not that Javier minded the quiet. Nor was he all that surprised, honestly. He didn't think many of the kids would have jumped at the chance to share with the class what they were most attracted to. "Alright, everyone. We'll be moving on now. Set aside your lists for now - the main reason I wanted to get you all thinking of this is so that, if you're ever presented with something that smells like your favorite things...well, you'll know to be weary of them, yes?" he asked with a small smile.

"Let's talk about love potions themselves. Where do you get them? What are some of the most common ones?" he asked. A pretty open ended question, yes, but it was intended to be that way. Love potions were - unfortunately - a whole market of their own at this point.

OOC: On to question one! You'll have a little over 24 hours to answer this one before we head on!

Anna's ear was pressed nice and firm to the door while she awaited further instructions and all the while the black ink was seeping more and more into her dark grey skirt and rainbow knee socks. She didn't mind that on her socks so much though as the black splotches sort of reminded her of those ink pictures people show you and ask what you see in them and that tells you something about your personality or whatever. Her socks had simply become more of a conversation starter! The robes were...well... mum was not going to be too pleased about the stains. Not unless the house elves were able to work their magic which, well, she knew they would because they were amazing.

It was unfortunate that she was leaning so much against the door because when it opened that meant she was falling over and right ON the professor's foot. No ink there at least!

"You are probably right, sir," she smiled up at him while she scrambled (again) to collect her things and herself. "The dungeon floors are rather cold considering they don't get much sunlight if any. Though it does add to a certain otherworldly and mysterious aesthetic, if I do say so myself." She probably should have felt guilty about losing points for her house, but one had to take each loss with perspective attached to it. Three points was hardly anything at all and the important thing was that she was not being denied her education! Though she would very much prefer he not lock the door so she could just ninja her way into lessons like she did with Astronomy and Professor Gert nary beat an eyelash about it. "Very generous of you, Professor Hernandez!" she further agreed, now with all her things hugged to her chest, before skipping into the classroom and plopping herself beside her Star Soul Sister with an even bigger grin on her face. Anna peered at the list Aurora had written, which consisted of things quite different in concept from her own, and only had a couple of seconds to question why before the professor resumed the lesson.

Oh...SMELLS. Well, that was a very different list that Anna had not considered and would not be considering since the question at hand now occupied her attention.

"OH!" she chirped as her hand FLEW up. "I've seen them at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, professor. For one whole galleon."

Why did the thud and the series of rattles did not not surprise him when the person behind the sounds turned out to be Anna? Char actually straightened in his seat a bit to peer over at her sitting on the floor clearly his Housemate had been resolved to taking the lesson outside. He shook his head with a small smile at her determination. At least Hernandez was nice enough to let her find her desk.

So… love potions. Weasley Wizard Wheezes was indeed one place where they could be found. Then of course, there’s those that can be brewed anywhere as long as one had the necessary ingredients.. “There’s Amortentia which is the strongest of all love potions,’’ Charlie volunteered, lowering his hand after being called upon. It was also the one where the scents of the potion differed from person to person.

Raising her hand, "Dont' most apothecaries sell them?" Maxine asked thinking about where she had seen love potions before. "Yeah otherwise like she said Maxine jestered toward Anna. "I've seen some at Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, although I"m not sure how good those ones are, like how dangerous or 'accurate' they are, not sure I'd trust them" She wouldn't buy one anyway - didn't seem her style.

Sitting up a little now that the professor was speaking again, Auden pushed her list around on her desk as she tapped her chin with her quill.

Okay, what did she know about love potions…Only what she’d read really. She’d never brewed one before or even seen one brewed.

That they violated free will? That they varied in potency? And specificity ? Crazy ones would even need like intricate rituals to be performed during the brewing so it’d work on the right person.

Knowing she hadn’t spoken up about what her favorite smells were, she figured now would be a good time to participate. Before she lost her nerve.

”Well I remember they vary in potency and specificity and have different X classifications. The common ones you can find at any shop. I think they even have some at Hogsmeade. ” Auden piped up hurriedly then bit her lip in chagrin. ” But I don’t remember any of their names…”

Desiree was mildly intrigued by Professor Hernandez’s reasoning behind the lists. He was correct; she would know to be wary of something that smelled like her favorite things now! No love potions for her! She wanted a real fairytale romance!

She considered the question. Where did one get love potions? She remembered seeing a display in Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes, but that was one of the first things said. Where else? She imagined one could find some of the stronger not-quite-legal kinds in Knockturn Alley, but that answer seemed a tad… dark. She decided to focus on types of potions instead. Amortentia came to mind - Ooh! She suddenly remembered a love potion she’d seen at (where else?) Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes. It stuck in her mind because it came in a pretty heart-shaped bottle, and it was pink instead of clear or red like most of the others. What was that one called again?

Her hand went up, and she said, “There’s one called Cupid Crystals. It’s light pink and comes in a heart-shaped bottle; Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes sells it.” Come to think of it, why was it called that? It didn’t look much like any crystal she’d ever seen!