Valentine's Day was utter chaos. Twelve gloomy-faced dwarfs dressed as little cupids went up and down, in and out of the Castle.
They charged into classrooms at will, regardless of whether any professors were teaching, delivering Valentine's cards to their targets and leaving the classrooms in complete disarray.
Who knew what Lockhart had been thinking? A wrinkled, grayish-green monster with long ears, large eyes, and a pointed mouth clearly bore no resemblance to anyone's idea of Cupid.
Especially when those little monsters also carried harps and had wings stuck to their shoulders.
What a nightmare...
Every young wizard avoided them like the plague. Su Er didn't think having them deliver a Valentine's card to someone you loved today would be a good choice...
That afternoon, a "Cupid" burst into Snape's Potions Classroom and delivered a card to him in front of the second-year students from two houses.
What was more, this "Cupid" made a point of reciting part of the card.
It deliberately adopted a deep voice-
"Oh, dear Severus."
"Your gaze is like a murderous blade."
"It has stolen my heart."
"Your hair."
"Is like a black sponge soaked in oil."
"Fragrant and sweet."
"How I long to experience its wonders..."
The "Cupid" never managed to finish reading. An enraged Snape blasted it out of the classroom with a spell, leaving it plastered against the corridor wall before it slid down like a stream of water and passed out. The golden wings on its back drifted limply to the floor.
Why wasn't that an Avada? Give it an Avada! Su Er thought maliciously, stifling his laughter.
For the first time, the young wizards present saw another color on Snape's deathly pale face: an extremely vivid red.
Clearly, it wasn't because he was shy or happy.
It was extreme fury