Disclaimer: Everything except the journal idea is property of J.K Rowling. I would hope that it's obvious, but if not, there you go.

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Chapter Five" Dream of Me", Dedicated to Ravenclaw Maiden, for giving me the idea

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As I was heading up to my dormitory for the night, Potter called out "Sweet dreams, Evans!" then he and Sirius shared a knowing look and dissolved into fits of laughter.

Very suspicious; I'd best be careful.

Number 20:

Sweet dreams? They were nightmares!

I dreamed of Potter! I was walking down the corridor near the Arithmancy classroom when suddenly he popped out of the room and asked me out. I said no, and continued walking. I thought that I'd lost him, and then when I turned the corner, there he was! This happened about five more times before I woke up breathing deeply. It was still the middle of the night when I woke up, but I wasn't able to fall back asleep for fear of more dreams of Potter.

Owing to my lack of sleep, I am extremely tired today, and a little on the snarky side.

Number 21:

I'm paranoid. Really, I am.

Every night for the past week, I have dreamed about none other than James Potter. And not just any dreams, mind you. In every single solitary dream I've had, he's asked me out.

I've decided that I'm going home for Easter Holiday. I need a break from Potter; he's driving me mental! Wouldn't you agree that a person should be able to be safe in her own dormitory under her nice warm covers and not have to dream about James Potter?

Number 22:

I'm only fifteen; I can't be having a midlife crisis at the age of fifteen! Two weeks of dreaming about Potter. I don't think I can take it anymore!

My plan of action is to avoid Potter like he's got a disease. They say you dream about stuff that happened while you were awake, so my theory is that if I don't see him, maybe I won't dream about him. I can't help the fact that I'll see him during classes, but I can try and sit on the other side of the room. If he approaches me, I will simply walk away.

I really hope this strategy works. I'm flying off the trolley here.

Number 23:

I may have to kill Potter. I don't care if they throw me in Azkaban for the rest of my life, at least I'd have the satisfaction of knowing that he could never bother me again.

I'm so incredibly aangry with him that my hand is actually shaking with anger as I write this. I suppose I'd better explain.

He put me under a spell to force me to dream about him. That has to be illegal on some level for Merlin's sake! He can't just strut around placing spells on whomever he feels like.

Today, as I was walking to Transfiguration, Potter came up behind me, just like in one my dreams, and took my hand. I swear I nearly had a heart attack.

Potter: "I haven't seen you much lately, Evans. Been avoiding me?"

Me: "Yes! Now let go of my hand."

Potter: "You think that by avoiding me you won't dream of me? Has it worked?"

Me: "What! – How did…how did you…?"

Then, because I'm not an idiot, I put two and two together. Potter gave me that familiar smirk, and kiss on the right cheek before strutting off whistling to himself.

Potter's really done his research this time, I can tell you. I researched the counter-curse all evening and I still haven't found anything!

As I left the common room tonight, Potter came up to me. "Dream of me, Evans!" he said as he ran his hand through his hair and grinned cheekily.

As if I have a choice.