A/N: EW EW EW!!! I just realized that Harry was SO out of character last chapter. Well, sort of. Oh pooh. . . .But I really wanted him to say all that stuff :'[ Well, let's all pretend that in the future, Ms. Rowling's Harry is a lot like my Harry :D Yes, that'll get around it.

Well, I think everyone else was OK. Yeah! I know Meghan wasn't out of character. . . .Muahahua!!!

OH OH OH!!! A special thank you to the special anonymous reviewer "betty"!!!! You're so nice, thank you for having hope in my Oxford dream!!!! Proof that someone actually reads my A.N.s!!! Hopefully I WILL get into Oxford and then I can meet cool British people!! Haha, that's a few years from now. . . .

Disclaimer: Yeah, I finally remembered. Sorry JKR! Haha, like she'd ever know. . . . Oh, forgetting the "disclaiming" part: NOT MiNE.

So onwards. . .it's been a while. Since I kind of haven't been looking forward to writing this chapter, I put it off, and it's really short. Please don't hate me!

~ Sat., Sept. 27 ~

Woooooooo!!!!!! I'ma so happeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! And drunk. But just a little. Or maybe a lot, I'm not suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure.

~ 9: 24 am ~

Hmm. I think I wrote that around one in the morning. Not sure. Hard to remember. Was so drunk but really am so happy. The best thing happened last night! I went to get a drink since I was feeling so depressed and. . .

I ran into Michael!

He seemed really out of it too, and so when we started to talk, it was really easy to connect. Both our lives are miserable and pathetic! We have so much in common. . .

He asked me what was wrong and it was pretty lame to say "I accidentally set up my boyfriend with another woman."

"Well I guess that just proves how good a matchmaker you are," he said seriously.

"Huh. I can't even find a decent boyfriend for myself. My life is completely loveless."

"Hmm. . ." He leaned back in his chair. "Well love's complicated. I'm. . ." He beckoned me in closer. "I'm starting to have second thoughts about the wedding."

"Wha??"

"Padma and me, the heat's not there anymore. I'm starting to think we rushed into things."

"Hadn't you been going out for a year before you got engaged?"

"Yes, but ever since then, Padma's been so obsessed with all the wedding things, it's getting annoying. Sometimes it's like she wants the glory of being a bride more than being a wife." He sounded a bit huffy.

"Oh, well things should get better soon."

Michael shook his head. "No. . .no. . ." And then all of a sudden, he leaned forward and kissed me.

"What was that for?!" I asked, shocked.

"Erm. . ." he looked sheepish. "I think I'm still in love with you."

I thought it was. . .odd how he could say this, when we haven't dated for eight years or something. But it was so sweet and nice and. . .

It's just feels good to have someone love you.

And so we went back to my flat and. . .well, if I talk about it, this book would have to be sold in an adult bookstore or something. . .ew. . .

Aah. . . I'm so happy!

~ Sun., Sept. 28 ~

Today I ran into Harry while going for a coffee. I had to find a different coffee shop, in case I run into Alair there or something. Gaah. . .

So we were sitting there chatting, when all of a sudden I started humming. It was this song that I couldn't quite place. I was just thinking that Harry must find me a real freak when he unexpectedly said, "Oh yeah. . ."

"What, sorry?"

"That song." He smiled. "It was the one we danced to at Dean's and Parvati's wedding."

"Oh. . .yes," I said, although I had not the slightest clue. Harry has really good memory. I could never recall stuff like that. . .

"So, um. . .how's the Alair thing going?"

Ooh, I really wish he wouldn't talk about that. . .

"Erm, it's alright, now, I guess. . ." I said carefully. "I'm. . .perfectly fine with it. I mean, it's nothing to. . .get stuck on."

Oh, god. Well, it was a good answer, right? I mean, you can't tell that I feel so absolutely shitty about setting Sohalia and Alair up.

That's really selfish of me. From now on, I will be a better person. I will stop being lazy at work and always thinking about myself. And I will stop swearing. Maybe.

No use dwelling on the past, I suppose. I think I'll go to Michael's tonight.

Heeheehee! I can't stop giggling! I've got a secret affair!!!

~ Mon, Sept. 29 ~

Oh dear. Had just gotten into work when Seamus called me over to his office.

"Erm, sorry to bother you, Ginny, but Lavender really had to. . ." He trailed off just as Lavender burst into the office, with carrier bags in both hands.

"I've got the tissues and the low-fat ice cream, now out! Out!" she said, shooing Seamus away.

Honestly, he has no control over his own wife.

"So I heard about the break up, darling," Lavender said, very business like, as she started taking things out of her bags, "and to be quite frank, I think it was all for the better."

"What?!" I said, but she shoved a spoonful of ice cream into my mouth. "Ew," I said, choking. "This tastes horrible, Lavender!"

"Low-fat, darling," she said, tapping the carton. "Now, as I was saying. Really, Alair was too perfect, too boring for you. You need someone you can wallow in self-pity with."

"Shut-up, Lavender."

"But really, maybe Sohalia and Alair were meant be. You do have a knack for matching people up well and Sohalia is really nice and very fun. I'm not surprised she and Alair got along so well."

"So am I just too mean for him, then?" I said, bristling.

"No. . .no," Lavender said thoughtfully. "You just need someone different than him."

Oh pooh. I really did think Sohalia was nice, too. Until she stole my boyfriend.

I hate myself.

++ Extra Author's Note ++

Ooh, go miss-lily-evans! I made SOOOOOOOOOO many mistakes in this series. And you caught one of them! Haha, I made an "arguable" mistake early on, but I think I changed it. Pwaha! Thanks for catching it. Soy muy estupida. I hadn't written in a long time. . .Maybe I should reread the story before I write every time. . .

Oh, while I'm here, I have a question. Should I make a sequel to this? Well, it's unfair for you guys because you don't know what's gonna happen ::cackle:: but perhaps I could make one. . .I'll ask again at the end to see. . .