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It's 7th Year and It's Crazy
Chapter 6
October 7
Dear Diary,
Things have developed quite nicely for the party. Ron is going with Luna, Ginny and Draco, Neville and Lauren, Lavender and Seamus, Dean and Parvati, Harry and I, Alexis (a Slytherin, but a nice one) is going with Justin. Pansy got stuck with Crabbe, and her sidekick Cathy is going with Goyle. Even I feel bad for those two. The two lumps I mean, of course. I met Dawn (the girl throwing the party), who is an absolute sweetheart. She said how happy she was I could come.
Quite a range of costumes are being purchased. Pansy is absolutely hideous in a PlayWitch Cat outfit, and Alexis is a GoGo Girl. Others are: Salt and Pepper, Romeo and Juliet, Merlin, Rowena, Godric, Helga, Salazar, and faeries. My costume has taken a small step forward; I'm making it. I found a simple but beautiful red dress that I'm embellishing with help from Magical Stitches, a book from the library. I'm cutting the straps off, and embroidering beads on the bust. I hope it'll look as good as I want it too. I'm going to wear my hair down, but curly. I'm going for the "Wow, you swept me off my feet." Sort of response from Harry.
Speaking of Harry, he's been a doll. He told me how much he likes me, and got all sappy yesterday. A couple of days ago, I woke up, and my entire room was a sea of yellow roses, and a single card. I opened it, and it said, "Look outside your window." So I threw open my window, and there was Harry. It was the most romantic and sissy thing anyone could've done, and I'm sure he got a lot of grief about it, but it was so sweet.
I could be with Harry for my entire life. With him, it's different. I mean, I've had a few boyfriends, but they were only in there for the quick grope and the occasional squeeze. I went out with Justin for a few dates as well as Robert, not to mention Krum. And then there was Matt the summer of 4th year and Zack the summer of 5th, but with Harry, it's like the world stops, and I can't breathe. I've kissed a couple of blokes, and I suppose it was okay, but Harry really has the technique down. It's interesting, innocent, and as sweet as pumpkin pie. I bet he brushes before we kiss. Mum and Dad would really like that, though I'm not sure if Daddy wants anyone to kiss me. It really drives him wild. One time when I was going out with Matt, I came downstairs in an outfit he had deemed "appropriate" for a date. This means a shapeless skirt down to my ankles, and a shirt that could double as a life vest. When Matt arrived at the house, my dad lectured him on how to treat his baby girl. No holding hands, no groping, and absolutely no kissing. Maybe I'll invite Harry around this summer to meet my parents. They'll love him the minute they see him; I know I do. He really sends me spinning. I wonder how Harry feels about me…
Love,
Hermione Granger
Head Girl
Potter's Girl
Harry's POV
Hermione's great. She's spectacular; she's everything I've ever dreamed of. When Sirius died, I was left with this big whole in my heart, but when I'm with Mione, the gap is filled. I have this funny feeling in the pit of my stomach when she smiles, and when we kiss, I go weak in the knees, and see Filibuster fireworks behind my eyes. It may all and well sound horribly sissy to you, but I guess it's just love. Wait, was that what I think it was? LOVE?!?!?!?
Yes, that's right, LOVE, I love Mione. Let's announce it to the world shall we?? Harry James Potter loves Hermione Jane Granger. Why didn't I ask her out then? I suppose I was blind. Some say that when you're in love, you're blind. It's never been truer. How was I supposed to know that the feeling I got when I saw Hermione with a guy was jealousy? As I look back, there's so many clues that I've missed. First of all, there were the butterflies in my stomach when she kissed me in 4th year. Then there were the thoughts I had about her at the Yule Ball. There was also the protectiveness I felt towards her in 5th year when she was hit with the curse. I guess I really was blind. But now I can see.
I now can truly look at Mione and see, not the bookworm that I loved as a friend, but the woman I love as so much more. She lights up my world, and one flash of those pearly white teeth are enough to send me reeling. I'm acting like a right fool about all of this, and all the fellas tease me. None of them really understands except Ron. When Luna walks into the room, even a blind man could see how he lights up. He told me that he loves her, and I couldn't doubt that even if he let me.
There was a time in my 3rd year that I thought I liked Ginny. I now know that I like Gin, but not in that way. Draco could not be happier about this. Draco and I get on really well. I guess we've grown out of the petty fights we used to have. I think that Ron would even get on better with him, if only he could accept the fact that Draco and his sister are an item. But Ron has to assume the "Overprotective Brother" stance on this topic. I'm not sure if Draco's met the entire Weasley clan, but I don't think so. There haven't been any unusual bruises on his fair skin, and I haven't seen him with a black eye, yet.
Everyone's happy for me. The teachers always smile at Mione and I when we pass by them. Colin's ecstatic, fanatically snapping away at us kissing. Even the fan clubs have been suspiciously sweet about it, or at least to me. I'll have to ask Hermione about that.
Author's Note:
Yay! Happy happy days, I recovered! This chapter's more about love than humor, but it got me started. Thanks so much to everyone reading this, and reviewing (hint hint), but I want to especially thank loony luna, IamHermione, EM, and hyper21, who all really inspired me to write again. You know what to do!
XOXOXO
SlaptheWhiteFerret
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