Father always told me to be careful. Especially when it came to the opposite sex. Did I listen? Of course not. I was charming, sexy, and I was great in bed? Who could possibly compete with me? I thought no one. James Potter, of course, was considered another favorite of the ladies, but he didn't really bother me.

I seriously didn't mean for this to happen. Now Linda seriously isn't going to have the best opinion of me. I swear, sometimes I should think before I give into my impulses. It could save me a lot of grief.

Outraged? Definitely. Upset? Well, that's a given. Giving up? Not a chance. Somehow, some way this girl is going to see that I'm the best thing since Firebolts newest styled broomstick or those lovely authors I see her reading so often. Pretty soon, Miss Snape's only love won't be books.

Madeline came to take me to a meeting. A meeting I hadn't anticipated having to go to. Now that's what I call inconvenient. Not to mention, well, annoying. Father lives to make my life a living hell, sometimes, I imagine.

Ever notice that when you're not in a relationship, everyone else is? Am I the only one in the world that also thinks that it sucks when that happens?

I never thought this would happen. Now that it has, I'm distressed. What am I supposed to do about this? I never thought I'd lose her, but I'm not giving up. Not yet.

I had to tell her, I just had to. How I was going to tell her, well, that was another story entirely.

She's Mine, She's Mine! I really rather felt like shrieking this in James Potter's face, but somehow I thought that would make her love me less. They were friends, after all, despite the breaking off of their engagement.