Chocolate Units: 23 (better), Holiday Cheer Units Given: 7 (good), Shaggings: 2
11:49pm
Okay, so Ginny doesn't need to know.
11:50pm
Ron has managed to sneak me into his room, though I was a little reluctant as we are sharing a house with both his parents and his twin brothers. Not to mention that the violent orange color of his walls makes me a bit sick.
At least he's becoming something that sort of resembles a boyfriend. Though I think other teenagers might be less sexually active than us. Oh well, we're both adults now. I took precautions this time; I'm not going to go through the whole telling Ginny thing again. Ron and I can make our own decisions. Even if I do have to stare at a figurine of my ex-boyfriend, Viktor Crum, walking across his bedside table as Ron drifts off to sleep pressed up against my back.
11:53pm
Threw figurine across the room. Couldn't stand it staring at me any longer.
~December 25th~ Wednesday
Chocolate Units: 30 (Will get back on track once Holidays are over), Gifts given: 12, Gifts Received: 17 (slightly embarrassed)
Gift giving was rather pleasant, actually. Mrs. Weasley was beaming when she opened my box of home knitted scarves (I think she's glad my skills have improved). Much, better, I thought than the book I had considered getting her: "So, You're Going to be a Grandmother."
Yes, probably, much better.
Was incredibly shocked to open Fred and George's gift, which consisted of some very tiny, leapord-print lingerie. I squeaked and shut the box, only to register questions from the people surrounding me.
"What is it, Hermione?" Harry asked, peering over my shoulder at the closed box.
"Fi-fireworks." I lied. "I'm afraid if I open them again, they'll go off."
Everyone muttered an "oh" in unison and turned back to opening their own gifts, while Fred and George winked at me mischievously with that "I know what you did last night" look. Mrs. Weasley looked over at the twins in a way that could easily have been scolding, murmuring "Fireworks, boys? Really."
Ron was looking at me, a puzzled expression on his face. I just mouthed "later" and went back to opening my next gift.
The Weasley family is really starting to disturb me.
My gift from Ron was a box of Chocolate Frogs wearing tiny Santa hats, accompanied by a letter that said "Much love from your boyfriend, Ron".
So, at least I have a boyfriend now.
Even if his brothers are pervs.
My thanks to:
Loah, crazyone17 (I vote for padded room), Black Tear (nope, not yet ;)...kidding!), DarkChildNinaAnimeAngel (Really, Weasleys everywhere), Shannon (Ah! I know you're real name! ah!), jade (Hermione, the genius she is, still tends to overreact. A lot), zealousgirl (they should market those in the Muggle world, would probably be cheaper than a little white stick).
Insanity seems to be the theme of the day, huh?
It's kinda sad that this is my most popular fanfic to date.
Oh well, please review!