School just started and I got an amazing new idea and... I'm procrastinating as usual on updating my other fanfics. But please just nag me and I'll work. I can promise you that.

Harry James Potter is looking at me again. His eyes are wide and his mouth gaping as though he's stunned that I'm still in existence. What a fool.

"He's making that face again..." Pansy sighed and began picking at her food. I nodded and began to drink a bit of my drink. That's when I noticed a light pink tongue poke out and lick his rose lips before he turned away and began eating, looking a little red.

"Are you alright?" Blaise asked from beside me looking curious as I took in a sharp breath and immediately began focusing on eating.

"I'm fine." I hissed but I knew it wasn't true. Harry James Potter is such an inconvenience.

When I finished eating I walked out of the hall just as Potter walked out letting me get a nice view of his ass. You can never see someone's figure through these damn robes unless you catch someone at just the right moment, usually when that person is using their weight to open a door with their torso leaning forward, arms out, and ass out ready for anyone to take advantage and notice it.

Stupid Potter is always causing me problems... such as the one I currently have. Taking a minor break to go to the restroom I took care of myself in agitation and then walked out just in time to see Potter smirking down at Ginny as he leaned in and whispered in her ear. His eyes were half closed and his lips still poised in that cocky grin...

Crossing my arms I stormed past him and glowered at the world around me. Of course this happens. He stares at me daily, gapes at me while eating, and then teases me with his tongue like usual... and once all this is done he goes over to a Weasel and flirts with a girl of all things. It's sickening, it's cruel... and it's inconvenient.

He'll never smirk at me and lean in close to whisper in my ear and he'll never love me like he could love that girl. Glancing back at Harry James Potter I caught him staring at me with slightly parted lips and a kindness in his eyes. I frowned and looked away, blinking back a sudden wetness in my eyes before looking back and shrugging my shoulder with a sad smile. Potter doesn't look confused, instead he just looks away, back at Ginny, but with that stupid guilty look in his eyes.

He should learn by now... guilt is just an inconvenience...

And so is falling in love.