Alas..
After losing my hearing for a few hours, it seems the harsh reality has fell upon me. I, Gilderoy Aphroditus Lockhart, am..*choke*..dateless to the Valentines Ball. I am utterly confused about these recent happenings, and think perhaps I should search more persistantly for something new. Also, I would rather be kissed of someone's own free will, rather than a spell. It pains me deeply..my romantic's heart bleeds at the sight of all this conflict, and I in the middle of it all, breaking hearts left and right without the intention of doing so. I am cursed, I swear it. ..and I can bare to write no longer. Excuse me...--
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