EDIT: Pulled this out of the achieves and given it a spit and polish i.e. splitting the story up for easy editing working on ending it. I've given myself a dead line of two weeks so fingers crossed. Song lyrics removed I'm afraid But it is still Heavily based on LOVE LOVE KISS KISS by ALKALINE TRIO. (also the acrostic versions are perfect for today!)

Thank you to those who reviewed it originally and hope you like the new content just as much.

Happy Valentines day (if you're celebrating) and enjoy!

x x x

"It's a nonsensical idea." Miss Hardbroom complained. Again. For third time. But no matter how many times she said it Constance couldn't get Davina to back down. Or Miss Drill to shut up about her bloody boyfriend or Miss Cackle to see how a plan it was stupid it was. The chanting teacher was still determined to hold an unsuitable romantic Valentines Day ball. With her colleges backing the decision. Well two of them…

Up in her studio and in deep contemplation, Lynne was again working. Inspired by her muse she'd modelled it from memory and was using the morning light to highlight the bold colours paints. A three block colour scheme perfectly complimented the red flowers on that dress, she decided.

She'd finally finished yet another portrait. It would look out of place amongst her usual collection, but it wasn't for sale. Just in time too she thought as she wrote signed it in thin black paint;

To Miss Hardbroom, Happy Valentines Day Love,

and then her trademark three little Ls. and then three soppy little Xs; would it be a bit obvious? As Lynne put the finishing touches to it, the post arrived; amongst the bills, an invitation…

"Well we're still waiting on the RSVPs but so far, Miss Lamplighter, Mr Hallow, the wizards," Davina smiled.

"Why not invite just Agatha, Bindweed and Coldstone while you're at it-"

"Constance." Amelia warned. HB had no choice but to sit and sulk, while Davina carried on her long list of people Constance didn't want to see. Espesilly on the most romantic and commercial day of the year.

"There are the Camelot boys and an equal amount of them so all our girls will have partners, how wonderful. Crotchet said she might come, although no way is she picking the music-" Davina continued.

"Neither are you, I hope-"

"Constance!"

"Of course I would be but" Davina bristled. "I'll be to busy looking after our guests-"

"Well that's a relief." Constance said, her words practically deep fried in let alone dripping sarcasm. She was irrupted by a hiss of static glared at the nonwitch who was now fiddling with her portable radio. "Miss Drill could you turn that blasted thing back down to a more civilised level! I can't hear myself think."

"Oh I think you'd better listen, Miss Hardbroom." Imogen smirked.

"Why should I?"

"Because guess who said he'd HAPPILY come and do the music set for the night...?"

Constance paled.

Inside his studio Icy twirled the pink invite in his fingers. Was that really the best that he could get? On Valentines Day?! At this point in his career He should be doing celebrity bashes not still DJing children's parties! Still...a wonderful thought came to him as the on air light flashed and with smirk he pulled back on his head phones.

I dedicate it to the fact that it's so hard for you to dream,

"Welcome back wizards and you gorgeous witches. You're listening to the loooove hour on Sorcery FM which we'll be running all this week on this show with me Icy Icy Stevens so tune in. And that one song was for my very own lonely 'Hotsuff', who I hope dear listeners I'll being seeing very very soo-."

His show was cut off as the radio flew across the room bouncing off the wall in a shower of sparks.