Harry walked into the great hall then looked around aghast.
The walls were all covered with large, lurid pink flowers. Worse still, heart-shaped confetti were falling from the pale blue ceiling. Harry went over Slytherin table, where Draco was sitting looking sickened, and Ginny seemed to be overcome with giggles.
"What's going on?" Harry asked them, sitting down and wiping confetti off his bacon.
Draco pointed to the teachers table, apparently too disgusted to speak. Lockhart wearing lurid pink robes to match the decorations, was waving for silence. The teachers on either side of him were looking stony-faced. From where he sat, Harry could see a muscle going in Professor McGonagall's cheek. Professor Snape looked as though someone had just fed him a large beaker of Skele-Gro.
"Happy Valentine's day!" Lockhart shouted. "Any 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!"
Lockhart clapped his hands and through the doors to the entrance hall marched a dozen surly looking dwarfs. Not just any dwarfs, however. lockhart had them all wearing golden wings and carrying harps.
"My friendly, card-carrying cupids!" Beamed Lockhart. "They will be roving around the school today delivering the 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! And while you're at it, Professor Flitwick knows more about Entrancing enchantments than any wizard I've ever met, the sly old dog!"
Professor Flitwick buried his face in his hands. Professor Snape was looking as though the first person to ask him for a love potion would be force fed poison.
All day long, the dwarfs kept barging into their classes to deliver valentines, to the annoyance of the teachers, and late that afternoon as the Slytherins were walking upstairs for Charms, one of the dwarfs caught up with Harry.
"Oi you! 'Arry Potter!" Shouted a particularly grim looking dwarf, elbowing people out of the way.
"I've got a Musical Message to deliver to 'Arry Potter in person the dwarf said.
"All right let me hear it Harry said.
"Right," the dwarf said "here is your singing valentine:
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."
"My eyes are a more brighter shade of green than a toad Harry said a blackboard really? I would've said raven.
Harry winked at Ginny as she looked.
Ginny went bright red.