Thursday, February 14, 1974
Dearest Petunia,
I'm still not talking to you.
But the most humiliating thing happened today.
And all my friends were there for it.
So I just have to get it out to someone.
James Potter has devised a new way of torture. He has decided that he fancies me. Ever since we got back to school Potter has been asking me out, not just every chance he gets, but an inappropriate amount. I didn't even know thirteen-year-old boys knew how to ask girls out. The whole situation drives both Severus and I mad.
Anyways, I always say no to him (obviously). Today, being Valentine's Day, Potter comes swaggering down to breakfast with his mates and bumps me on the shoulder. I told him to bugger off. But he couldn't. The git had permanently stuck himself to me. I was livid, Tuney. Our head of house, Professor McGonagall sent us to the hospital wing to be unstuck, but even the nurse couldn't do anything. Potter later confessed that it wasn't a charm, it was an actual potion, and the only thing that could dissolve it was time.
So I spent the entire day stuck to Potter. We had to sit (touching!) through every class. We had to eat together (the stupid heathen puts tomato sauce on everything), we had to figure out how to take notes together. Tuney, we even had such an ordeal when I had to pee after breakfast that neither of us drank anything with lunch. I hated spending time with him - but honestly, Tuney (and I wouldn't ever tell anyone else this), he is kind of funny once you listen to him long enough.
Sev blames me for allowing it. He's quite angry about the whole thing. I'm sure if I offer to help him with Charms homework he'll forgive me though.
I have a headache.
Love you.
XOXO
-Lils