~April 29th~ Friday
10:30am
The Ruby party is in two days, and Colin is practically my new shadow. He waits for outside my classroom door so he can hold my hand as he escorts me to my next class. I really wouldn't mind so much if his fingers weren't always sticky with caramel apple.
Um…I hope it was caramel apple.
Noon
I couldn't help myself. Ron was busy writing a note to his new girlfriend in charms, so I took it upon myself to make sure that he was paying attention.
Like everyone always said, small portable fires are a specialty of mine.
I don't think he caught on that it was me. But his underwear is now nicely singed, as well as one part of his body he probably won't be using for a while.
Hahahaha…
~May 1st~ Sunday
Chocolate Units: 14 (I got to stop going to those parties), Alcohol Units: 3 (I'm still sobre, come on), Number of House Elves I Made Cry: 1 (I'm sorry, Winky)
I knew it was going to be bad when Colin showed up at my door with his camera. Ten minutes into the party, he was off on his own little adventure taking millions of pictures of Harry and Ginny on the dance floor.
"Bugger off, Colin!" I heard Harry say exasperatedly as I made my way out the door. Was just in time to run into something redheaded and stupid, accompanied by Mary-Fake the human sludge.
"Hermione," Ron said curtly, sniffing and reminding me of Percy.
"Oh, shove it, Ron."
I managed to put a nice hex on Mary-Blah as I was leaving. She and everyone within a 10 metre radius should get a hefty surprise when she lifts her arm.
I met a smirking Professor Snape as I reached the stairs in the entrance.
"Miss Granger," he said in a stiff greeting. Things seemed to be getting better lately, I was slightly surprised. I was expecting him to either ignore me or say "Hey, you," then walk off. I completely pushed the thought out of my mind of him approaching me and saying "I think yur pwetty".
That would have been disturbing.
"H-hullo, Professor."
Awkward and nervous silence followed, in which I had to keep myself from saying stupid like "How's the potions going?" or "Can I eat your cloak?"
"I'm not much for parties anymore," he explained. "False sense of security."
I nodded in agreement. It was the next thing he said that really shocked me.
"Would you like to walk in the garden with me?"
Not thinking clearly, I obliged.
Our conversation went pretty well (ack! Was I actually starting to enjoy his company?), until Snape asked the fatal question.
"Mr Creevy dumped you for another girl?"
I stepped out in front of him, arms crossed defensively.
"For a camera, not a girl, thank you," I snapped, glaring. "Good night, Professor."
With that, I walked back up to my room.
Greasy git.
Thanks to: Black Tear (I try to make it sound as un-american as possible...being in England helped me a bit, but I still slip every once in a while -_-), nightcrawler7082 ( took a bit of your advice :)), the soul cage, hp, lotr, potc, lover, jamesismysweetheart, Romm (sir?), and jade.
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