August 9th, 1995.

I'm rather persistent when I want something really bad. I don't know where all this extra boldness is coming from, but I think I have successfully captured Harry Potter's attention. I had to go a bit further than what Lily advised, however, because her techniques were just not getting through. Somewhere between me prancing around in a leopard mini skirt that I had bought last year on a dare, and sitting on his lap for an extended amount of time, I think I finally got through to him. Sure, Mum'll have my head once she finds out, but that's a risk I'm willing to take.

And just as predicted, here she is now.

20 Minutes later

Ouch, my ears are still ringing. She burned my skirt! That's so rude and unfair! She owes me 7 Galleons. And she made me promise that I would never act like a slag around Harry, or any boy for that matter, ever again. She said that I just need to be patient and let nature run its course. It's not proper for a lady to act as I did. I nearly reminded her that she was mad for thinking that I ever WAS a lady, but decided against it. Meanwhile, I have years of built up flirtatious energy that has not gone to use because of my once shy and bashful self who now is not embarrassed in giving famous wizards lap dances (Hey, I did sort of take Charlie's advice). Why does life have to be so complicated?

Later

I truly wish I had a sharp, pointy object to throw at a certain Potter's head right about now for leading me on like that. Well, he didn't realize he was leading me on, but still. I acted like an IDIOT in front of my family for nothing. Merlin, I just have to overhear everything in this house in order to know what's going on, don't I? Hey, it's not my fault if youngest brother and his best mate can't keep their voices down, or learn to shut doors properly.

10 minutes ago…

Ron: What is going on with you and my sister?!? There better not be anything going on with you and Ginny! {sounds ROYALLY irked}

Harry: N-n-nothing, Ron! I swear! I don't know what's gotten into her!

Ron: Me neither. She's like a scarlet woman!

Harry: I noticed that after the SECOND licking incident, Ron. I'm not blind, you know. Unlike you and Herm—

Ron: What?

Harry: Never mind. {oh, COME ON Ron, you and Hermione! Blind to each other! And I'm usually the one that doesn't know anything…} There's nothing going on between us. I don't even like her!

Ron: What's wrong with my sister?!? She's not GOOD enough for you now, Potter?! {I can imagine him walking up in Harry's face and leaning in threateningly, using his height and brotherly rage as an advantage}

Harry: No, that's not it and you know it. She's practically my sister {Good show, Potter, you really know how to turn a girl on….not.} Besides, I like someone else. {gives a little gulp. Obviously didn't mean for that to slip.}

Ron: Who? It better not be 'Mione!

Harry: Why would you care if I fancied 'Mione?

Ron: Uh….no reason. So {cough} who is it?

Harry: Don't get mad but I sort of fancy Mandy…..

Ron: MANDY? (A.N.—Angel the broody vamp singing So Mandy, well you came and you….lmao.)

And that's all I needed to know. I stopped eavesdropping. First Chang, now Mandy. I hate my life. Truly.

A.N.—the "licking" thing was a bit much. Oh well.