Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, since I'm obviously not blonde.
A/N: Got the idea from 'Jinx' by Margaret Wild. You should read it, it's a very good book.
Harry Potter liked to imagine
thin lips
platinum blonde hair
silver grey eyes
and it was oh so
wrong
---
He couldn't concentrate
the red haired freckled boy he liked to call his
best friend
worried
but not as much as the bushy haired brown eyed
girl
he liked to call his other best friend
she asked
too many questions
Harry couldn't answer
truthfully
---
They would think it was
disgusting
weird
scandalous
horrible
wrong
---
Harry liked to imagine him
his skin
his breath on him
his hand curled around his neck
his lips on his
he liked to imagine him
and
the two of them
together
---
It made his life seem a little bit better
for a second
distractions
was a good thing
it was wrong
no one could know
but Harry had learned not to care
whatever made him forget
for a little while
he was fine with it
help
---
And if it helped imagining him
his skin
his lips
his hair
his breath
him
Harry couldn't bring himself to care