Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Kazimeriz watched the students, nodding as he shuffled down the aisles. "It seems as though most of you are doing quite well-- excellent! You should all take pride in your work, for this is a very difficult potion to get just right, and yet it seems that most of you are finding success. I recall one year that this potion was taught, and not one student in the class was able to brew it successfully... in fact, one unfortunate fourth year student managed to explode his cauldron. The potion splattered all over the lad, the professor and his nearby classmates, coating them with a tarlike substance that stuck to the skin and burned for weeks... and left them all smelling vaguely of spoiled unicorn milk and sweaty socks." He smirked, recalling this experience. "It was only out of sheer pity that Mrs. Kazimeriz still attended the Yule Ball with me that year; the smell was intolerable."

Snapping back out of his momentary trip down memory lane, he smiled at the students. "But I digress. As you finish your potion, you have one more very simple step to complete your potion. Please bring your cauldron back down to a simmer, and then retrieve a single drop of swan blood from the potions cabinet. Add the single drop of swan blood to your potion and stir until it is well blended into the potion. Your potion will then be complete. Please note that we are using swan blood for this lab. Typically this potion would call for a drop of unicorn blood, but that would produce a pure, passionate, devoted love that is much too intense for you to experience at your tender ages. Swan blood produces a love that is much more superficial, and therefore wears off in time."

"Bottle a draft of your potion, and then you are to select a classmate of the opposite gender... It does NOT have to be your lab partner, however." Kazimeriz grinned at the students.

"I know that you have all guessed by now what the final step in class is... You will each sample one of your classmate's creation... and tell them quite honestly how you feel about their work." And if you have succeeded, I am certain we will have a room filled with sonnets and students bursting into song... and perhaps fighting and the odd love triangle or two. Good times, good times.

"I realize there are fewer boys in the room than girls. As such, it is entirely acceptable for a boy to consume potions from multiple young ladies. In fact, it may even add to the educational value of this portion of our little lab."

Kazimeriz leaned against the lectern, looking highly amused. "Go on, now... Finish your work, bottle it, mingle and drink up! Let the good times roll!"