If I didn't know better, I'd think he had forgotten. However, I have seen the looks. The looks of confusion he sends my way every time he thinks no one is watching. I think he is still trying to decide if I meant what I said. Maybe he is still trying to figured out if I actually said it at all.

He hangs around Black. Never leaves his side. That confuses me. I am not sure if he's trying to hide from me or forget me. Maybe he is trying to forget himself. What's going on in his mind.

If that is the case, I shall have to take matters into my own hands. I do not fancy having to do that. I've made my move, and now it is his turn.

Ss...Ss...Ss...Ss

I am working up the courage to ask Sirius about it. I am afraid to do it though. I know how mad he would get if he found out I was in love with the greasy git.

He would blow up completely. I couldn't take that. He is my only family after all. But I love Severus. With all my heart. Which scares me just as much as losing Sirius.

I don't know how to break it to Hermione either. Something tells me that she already knows. Hermione knows everything. Draco knows already. He's known since it first began. Severus doesn't know though. I should have told him, but there was something wrong with the moment. There was something wrong with everything that day.

It was a spell. A spell that messed with our emotions. Made them soar or something. Heightened them, I believe that's what Dumbledore said. It was so confusing, that day. And the final battle was lame. If it had ended that way years ago, maybe it would have been ok.

I still haven't gathered my thoughts. I didn't even know I was gay, but I have no problem with it. I fell in love so easily, yet I am fine with that as well. It should be overwhelming, but I am almost too calm.

Hh...Hh...Hh...Hh

Harry was sitting in History of Magic as he thought about all this. He was doodling absently on his paper when Hermione looked over at him. He was not paying attention, and did not see her look. She scanned his paper, and smiled. All his drawings were hearts with the initials SS in them.

'A love sick boy if I ever saw one.' She thought to herself.

Ss...Ss...Ss...Ss...Ss

Draco was drawing up a plan. Something that was not going to fail. He need to seduce Black away from Harry. And he needed to get Severus and Harry together. It was going to be complicated. However, he did not plan to lose. Everything was going to work perfectly, and love was going to be in the air. Now he just needed to speak to Granger.

Hh...Hh...Hh...Hh

Luna looked out her window. The hospital would not stop her. Potter wasn't dead. He was not lying in a coffin six feet under the ground, but he needed to be. He deserved the same fate as Ron. So did Snape. He interfered with the plans to kill Potter, and he also needed to be six feet under. If she had anything to say about it, they would both be dead by the new year.

Ss...Ss...Ss...Ss

After class, Harry hurried away dropping the paper he had been drawing on. Hermione stooped and picked it up. She folded it and stuck it in her pocket. It would come in handy at some point.

Ok short again but I have homework and such. School sucks. REVIEWS rule. You guys rule as well. Thank you.