Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, or anything from the novels associated with him. The idea is mine though, like plot and stuff.
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Outside the Grand Hall the 5th years had set up a fancily decorated table with pink and red hearts all over it with a large "Singing Valentines!" banner floating above them. There was always two kids sitting there after classes had ended for the day and they took hourly shifts as to who should manage the booth. At the moment, it was left in the hands of Collin Crevey and Devin Doyle.
"I'm so excited!" Collin exclaimed "Think of the looks on people's faces when they get one of these! I can't even imagine a more picture perfect day!"
"Right! I think it'll be great inspiration for my next painting!" Devin replied with equal enthusiasm.
The two continued to talk about their art forms for a long time, and only stopped when they saw someone coming towards them.
"Look! A customer! Shh! Shh! He's coming!" Collin whispered to his friend and collected himself into a business like manor.
"Hello there, how may we help you?" He asked the red headed boy he immediately recognized as Harry Potter's friend. Although he couldn't remember his name…
"Er, ya, I wanted to get a valentine for someone" The boy replied looking around him to see if anyone was watching him, which, no one was, because no one was there. It was about 8:00 and the sun had set a while ago, which gave the hall a darkened look.
"Sure, would you like only a song, or a gift as well?" Devin asked
"What are the gifts?" The red-head asked.
"Either a box of chocolates, a rose, or both." Devin replied while checking his list.
"I'll go with the box of chocolates"
"Alright, that'll be two sickles please"
The boy dug into his pocket and removed a handful of small items, out of which he pulled out two sickles, placed them on the stand, and returned the rest of the miscellaneous items to his pocket.
"And to whom is this valentine going to?" Collin questioned.
"Hermione Granger" The boy replied looking embarrassed.
Devin wrote it down on a piece of paper in front of him that charted who sent what to who.
"Would you like it to be anonymous or would you like us to tell her it was you?" Devin asked, and looked up at him.
"Oh, er, you can tell her it was me" The red-head replied.
"Ok" the two 5th years smiled "could you please write your name here and select the song you would like sung to her?"
"Sure" He replied and took the paper Collin was handing him and wrote his name on the indicated line.
Collin widened his eyes in remembrance and his mouth formed a little "ohhh". Ron Weasley! That's what his name was!
After a little while, Ron handed the paper back to Collin with a scarlet complexion and then hastily shoved his hands back in his pockets again. He looked like he would have rather been any where in the world but there at the moment.
"So is that all you need?" the boys asked uncertainly.
"Yep! Thank you for supporting the 5th year class and I hope you have a wonderful valentine's day!" Collin responded with a cheery smile.
"Ya, you too" Ron muttered as he sauntered off at a much faster pace then normal, making sure to check both ways to see if anyone had seen him. Once he had turned the corner out of sight the two younger boys thought it safe to talk again.
"What song did he ask for?" Devin questioned
"Love Story" Collin replied, consulting the sheet in front of him. "I've never heard of it. Must be muggle or something"
"Muggles are so lame" Devin frowned "Their pictures don't even move!"
"I know right! The injustice!"
And they were off again, so easily engaged in the world of textures, colors, and lighting.
"I personally like capturing a scene from the right angle" Collin was explaining with his hands "It gives the image much more dimension"
"Ya, you've got a point mate, although the ominous, bird's eye view is really fun to draw!" Devin agreed.
"Excuse me!?" A shrill voice ordered from beside them, and the two boys nearly jumped out of their seats.
They looked over to see a tall, intimidating girl standing in front of their stand with an angry snarl on her face.
"I want to get a singing valentine. Here's the sickles, now give me the paper!" She demanded and Collin quickly scrambled around to find the parchment. Once he had located it he hastily handed it to her.
"Quill?!" she shrieked while holding out a manicured hand expectantly, the other on her hip.
Devin quickly offered up his own, and the girl snatched it from him before he could fully place it in her hand.
She paced in front of the stand a bit while reading the paper, trying to decide the best song. The 5th years just sat there watching her pace with a scared look on their face, as if she'd suddenly attack them both at any moment.
When the girl had finally decided she put the parchment against the opposite wall and wrote all the required information down. When she was finished she walked back to the table and slammed the materials onto it. The table shook violently and the boys jumped as they tried to stop everything from flying off the table. But when she didn't back away from the stand they warily looked up to find the girl staring at them with a malicious, soul piercing glare.
"Listen here, and listen good. I want this valentine to be anonymous, you hear? And if I ever find out that either of you retched beings blabbed…oh, Oh you'd wish you'd never been born!" She snarled at them as they slid father and father down in their seats, which only drew her closer to them "Are we understood?"
The boys quickly nodded their heads, for they had lost use of their voices in freight.
"Good" She barked, and swiftly spun around and strutted out of the hall.
Slowly, the 5th years began to dislodge themselves from under the table, not saying a word. When they were completely upright, they just sat there starring at the place she had exited until Collin finally spoke.
"You think she really means it?" he asked unconfidently.
"I reckon she does. I wouldn't want to cross her, that's for sure" Devin shakily replied while brushing his brown hair out of his face.
"You'd have to take her picture in the dungeons on a still night in order to capture all that hate" Collin commented, his face still holding the shocked expression.
"Right, with a torch off to her left side in order to fully extenuate the evil glare in her eyes"
"Mmm but it'd have to be raised so that she had shadows under her eyes too"
"You know, in a twisted way I'm kind of inspired by this fear. I think I'll make her my next painting. What was her name?" Devin asked Collin.
Collin gingerly picked up the paper that had been slammed before them.
"Pansy Parkinson" he replied. And then quickly put the paper down so that he wouldn't know who it is that she sent her valentine too. He definatly did NOT want her to go after him, and so to avoid the situation altogether, he had decided against looking at the recipient. Devin seemed to agree, for he had turned his head when Collin lifted the paper.
"Pansy, shame, that's a flower isn't it? And she was far from anything bright and cheery. What about Pain-sy?" Devin inquired.
"Or just Pain. You could work that"
"You're right, It would be a challenge to capture all the pain she inflicts upon others, but I think I'm up for that!"
"Right, go with a lot of red-based shades too"
"Exactly what I was thinking!"
And they were off.
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A/N: Is it living up to expectations??? Thanks to all my reveiwers so far, i love getting them!