I was going over to one of my muggle friend's houses to swim. Yet I was wearing jeans and a tanktop, but then again so was she. As we entered the room she ran off to join some of her other friends and I was left standing at the entrance. I was surprised to see him standing there, muscles glistening with water, as he walked over I noticed he was in swim trunks. His image was fuzzy but I knew exactly who he was. My knees weakened as he touched my shoulder. He looked down at me, although in reality he was barely six inches taller. He said I couldn't enter unless I did him a favor. I nodded my head with out wondering what he wanted, all I wanted was to go find my friend once again. He looked down at me, his light brown hair hanging in his eyes, and simply said "kiss me". So I did.
January 3
Dear Diary,
Why, oh why must I have had that dream? I mean it was only a dream that doesn't mean I actually like him does it? Eww I can't I just cant like him! It's impossible! Nothing like this has ever happened to me before. Ok, ok I have the answer, plain and simple. Hormones, I'm 15 thats normal right? Lust hormones...thats all it is. Gosh for a second there I thought I wanted to kiss him. No, no its just hormones thats all thats it...right?
-Hermione