OOC: This photograph sent anonymously to the teachers' table during supper on Wednesday night along with a dosen black roses. It is charmed for the old lady to recite the poem, and to get progressively louder whenever someone uses the Silencio or Reducto curses on it, or likewise tries to destroy it. After five recitals it will explode and leave a pile of custard on the face of the recipient.
Dearest Amycus,
Yes, it's you I like to kiss
I love you
In a totally unsisterly way
Except I am your sister
Whoops
Oh well
Now that's what I call family ties
This Valentine is late
Just like my period
Your dearest sister and future wife,
Alecto