Author's Note:
Here's some British Slang translations:
Absobloodylutely/fuckinglutely-a really excited YES!
Barmy-mad, crazy
Bob's your uncle-and your done.
Lost my plot-gone crazy.
Read and Review! This is it until Monday at the least. Maybe till Friday because I have exams. Have fun.
XOXOXO
SlaptheWhiteFerret
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It's 7th Year and It's Crazy
Chapter 4
September 19
Dear Diary,
I'm so excited, I can barely write. Today was my 17th birthday. And I got my wish. I know what you're thinking, and you're totally right, but let me catch you up on the chatter.
There's been a bit of a strop between Ginny and Draco. Ron has been nothing but supportive; of the argument I mean, not them. Apparently Draco was found kissing Bulstrode, the Slytherin. He claims he is innocent, which he probably is, who would want to kiss such a complete troll? Plus, I saw her corner him after lunch on the day it happened. Anyhow, Ginny and Draco are on hold indefinitely. Neville has never been cheerier, even during potions class. He was humming the song Happy Together by the Turtles, today in class. Most unusual.
I can't see me loving nobody but you
For all my life
When you're with me
Baby the skies will be blue
For all my life
Me and you
And you and me
No matter how they tossed the dice
It had to be
The only one for me is you
And you for me
So happy together
Harry broke up with Christie, but that's old news now. It turns out he never really liked her, but had a lot of pressure from his friends. (What friends? I was totally against it.) I've never been happier about someone breaking up. I think that I went around all day screaming "ABSOBLOODYLUTELY" in response to people asking me questions. Now, I have changed it to, "ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY!!" in order to express that my happiness is now top notch. As you might have noticed, I was and still am acting a bit mad. Everyone thinks that Harry is a bit barmy because he dumped Christie, but it's the wisest thing he's ever done. I decided to pop the news to Harry. All I had to do was tell him how I felt, snog him sensless, and BAM, Bob's your uncle. That's all I had to do, but somehow it ended up twisted when it came out of my big FAT cakehole!
My party was over, and the time to tell him had never been better. Ron knew how I felt about Harry, so him finding out wasn't an issue; he was off with Luna anyway. I was picking up some empty butterbeer bottles, and Harry was lazily popping balloons with his wand. Because he wasn't talking to me, I approached him. He turned around and saw it was just me. "Hey." He said, clearly trying to pretend he didn't remember the kiss. "So, what's up?"
"Erm, not too much, everything's pretty luvverly jubberly." I replied, trying to keep my heart from jumping up my throat.
"Anything you wanted to tell me?" he asked carefully, looking at me with his gorgeous green eyes.
"Sort of…" I answered.
"Well…spit it out." He looked at his watch. Was this supposed to happen?
"Awright, erm, if I fancy a guy, and I mean really fancy him, how can I tell him?" Okay, so not the approach I was going for, but acceptable nonetheless.
"Well, you could write him a letter, but the best thing to do would be to just tell him. If he's any kind of a half decent bloke, he'll like you back." Advised Harry.
I was praying he wouldn't say that. Was Harry a half decent bloke? "Erm okay, so I can't make a sense of this, but I fancy you." I said, whispering the last few words.
"Sorry, couldn't hear you, can you speak up, I'm a tad deaf, I thought you said you fancied me, hahaha, imagine that." I was totally gutted. He couldn't hear me? I could have slapped him, had he not been the bloke I fancied, a lot.
"I fancy you." I said, summoning my Gryffindor courage and speaking a tad louder. Harry looked completely gobsmacked, but I pressed on, "I heard about this party, have you? And it's supposed to be mega brill. Doyouwannagowithme?" I asked, slurring the words together as the words tumbled out of my mouth. Great, I had totally lost my plot.
He looked genuinely surprised, but who wouldn't? Who would have expected your best female friend to be in love with you? I pressed on, "And I'm not sorry about kissing you, it was the best experience of my life." I blushed slightly.
"Bloody hell." It seemed to take forever for him to answer. "Alright. I'd be honored to accompany you Hermione Jane Granger." He said. I giggled girlishly.
That's a first, I never giggle. My cheeks were red hot, and the fire was scorching the back of my robes, but I could care less. "Erm, Hermione, you might want to know, your robes are on fire." Harry said timidly.
"Oh!" I quickly put it out with a sharp jab of my wand. There was a massive whole in the back but I didn't give a shit. Harry Potter, said yes! I felt like jumping for joy and screaming at the top of my lungs, but I would have looked mental. I felt mental. "Alright then, goodnight Harry." I said, standing on my tiptoes and kissing his cheek. I walked up the stairs to the girls' dormitories.
I peered around the corner, and saw Harry touching his cheek where I had brushed it with my lips. That's a good sign.
I'm so happy that Harry finally realized what a dolt he was being. It was good to have him as my friend, but I think it may be even better to have him as a boyfriend. Even with the snogging. Especially because of the snogging.
Love,
Hermione Granger
Head Girl
Potter's Girlfriend
Things to Do:
Kiss Harry.
Acquire kissing tips from magazines.
Let Lavender and Parvati do a makeover on me.
Go shopping with Ginny at GladRags, in Hogsmeade.
Get Ginny and Draco back together.
Be super nice to Christie, after all, she gave him up.
Get up early to finish homework. (I know, I know, but it was my birthday, plus, I'm too excited now.)
Grab an invitation to the party for details.
Tell Ron.
Tell everyone else.
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