I Still Miss My Valentine (But My Aim is Getting Better)

It's a swashbuckling lunatic romp that begins with Draco and Ginny locked in Snape's supply closet as the Potions Master unwillingly mixes an Anti-Lust elixir, to be mixed into the punch at the Valentine's Day Ball. But you know what they say about the best-laid plans of mice and men...

Ginny is headed for the Valentine's Day Dance, heart all a-flutter, hands clutching the carefully prepared secret weapon that will cause Harry to fall madly in love with her at last. Unfortunately, she's never learned that redheads really shouldn't wear pink. Luckily, her fairy godmother is waiting in the wings... but the course of true love never did run smooth, and there are many surprises to come. Yes, y'all, this IS absolute D/G. Never fear!

There's nothing that can ruin an enchanted Valentine Day's Dance like a pink tent dress handed down from your cousin, as Ginny learns when Draco taunts her about her utter lack of fashion sense on her way to the Great Hall. Luckily, the broom closet she ducks into is actually a magical dressing room inhabited by her fairy godmother for the evening. Guess who?

With Legolas's help, Ginny's all dressed up and ready to fall in love. She arrives in the Great Hall with her aphrodisiac Valentine cookies at last, sure that nothing more can go wrong. Unfortunately, the sex-crazed mob didn't really figure into her plans...

When Ginny escaped the mob of lust-crazed teenage boys who'd all accidentally eaten the cookies baked with a love potion that were meant for Harry Potter, she thought that her troubles were over. Little did she know that they were just beginning. She still has to make it out through the dungeons and across the lake, and the giant squid is the least of her problems. But although Draco's been trapped in the sixty-third dimension and forced to play dress-up with the tenth grade Remedial English class at P.S.. 95 in Weehawken, New Jersey, he's still struggling to find Ginny. Will the two be reunited? Will true love win out over all obstacles? Will there be an utterly gratuitous mention of Ernie MacMillan wielding a squirrel whip?