She deserves perfection.
I should just give up.
I'm a big blob of imperfection.
She probably likes McLaggen or Harry or Krum anyway.
Maybe I should stay with Lavender,it's not like Hermione is going to run into my arms after I break up with her.
Anyway I can't do better than Lavender.
I certainly can't get Hermione.
She probably thinks I'm an idiot.
And that I'm bad at Quidditch.
She said she likes GOOD Quidditch players.
Thats probably why she went to the Yule Ball with Krum instead of me.
Stupid Krum.
Thats why she went to Slughorn's party with McLaggen.
She probably copped I was rubbish at Quidditch.
If she only copped it now then she must be blind.
And deaf not to hear the Weasly Is Our King song.
Maybe she felt sorry for me.
Well she can keep her pity.
I don't need it.
She can give her pity to Vicky for not winning the Triwizard Tournament.
She can give her pity to McLaggen for not making the Quidditch team.
She can give her pity to Harry for being rich famous and perfect.
I don't care.
I do.
I don't.
I do.
I DON'T!
I have Lavender.
Who is possibly the most annoying clingy person on the planet.
She probably likes Harry.
He's perfect.
He's good looking.
He's the best Quidditch player at Hogwarts.
He's smart.
He's famous.
And rich.
She'll probably marry Harry and they'll have smart beautiful non-ginger children.
Oh Merlin I can see it.
The thought of it is painful.
Think happy thoughts.
Happy thoughts.
Hermione.
Hermione smiling.
Hermione walking towards me.
Hermione snogging me.
Tomorrow.
That would be the best birthday present ever.