A/N: I apologize if I scarred you for life by taking so long to update, but I refuse to accept that it's my fault. Blame whomever you want; my history teacher Mr. O, my really…strange Math teacher from Ukraine (Mr. G) , or even the little bendy paperclip in the bottom right corner of the screen who always struck me as a pervert because he gives me these really suggestive looks. But you can't blame me, or, if you do, you have to do it in your review.

Oh yeah, if the POV changes confuse you, there should be thin grey lines in between each change. If you're partially blind, it's pretty easy to guess who's speaking.

Chapter 7:

Evans. Why does everyone think I like her? I don't. Okay, maybe I admire her a tiny bit. You have to admit, those curses she threw on us were pretty complex. No wonder she has the best grades in our year. Maybe she's so smart because she has all that red hair to twirl around her fingers as she studies. Not that I like red hair. And the only reason I know her study habits is because Sirius told me. Honest.

Remus claims he heard me muttering about her eyes in my sleep. Why would I dream about her eyes? Sure they're gorgeous, but it's -.

Not that I ever look at her eyes. Sirius told me all that crap.

I heard she got the Prefect position though. Wonder who's Gryffindor's other Prefect. Not that I care. Who would want to be a Prefect? No fun lives in that post. It kills fun, massacres it. The only upside would be hanging out with the girl Prefect. Not that I'd want to hang out with Evans. Not at all. I'm merely suggesting that if Evans didn't hate my guts, she…oh, there's no point on following through on that thought; of course she hates me.

Sirius says Evans' is hot. Trust me, she's not. In fact, average would probably be a generous rating of her. Well, I wouldn't say generous, but she's not that good looking. Maybe she's a little above average, or a bit higher, but no more. Really. Fine, she's pretty; I'll give her that. But looks don't make her nice.

Every single encounter I've had with her just proves she's evil. Well, at least slightly short tempered. Perhaps it has something to do with all those pranks she's endured over the years (especially the one with the jello). What? It's not our fault she took them to heart. She really should have seen them as compliments. The Marauder's way of saying, "You're fun to prank". Though she's cute when she's mad. And funny, but – Wait! I don't like her! I just think she's…awesome?

Oh shit, I like her, don't I?

But it's perfectly normal for a hormonal teenage boy to be attracted to their enemies. Hell, I bet Sirius would like Snape if he was gay. Which he's not, but STILL.

A FEW DAYS LATER

(FRESH OUT OF THE HOSPITAL WING)

I've decided. I can't have a "crush" on Evans. No one else knows yet, so I still have time to stop it. Being the genius I am, I've already come up with a plan. I named it the "Evans-is-NOT-my-crush" plan, and it's foolproof. All I have to do is follow through.

Step 1: Avoid her.

Step 2: Continue to avoid her.

Step 3: Realize you never liked her.

Step 4: Have an argument with her to reinforce hate.

Step 5: Congratulate yourself.

Step 6: Drink some Butterbeer.

Step 7: Up ego even more by beating Remus at chess.

See? Foolproof. Well, except for the 'beating Remus at chess' part, but I'll survive.

Potter's been acting strange lately. Every time he notices me in the hall, he'll scurry away in the other direction. It's really quite funny. Alice has been laughing her head off at the whole affair, and Frank (being a tad thick), is just confused. I guess he's scared of me after that incident on the train. When I told Alice the reason he's keeping clear of me, she just laughed harder. Whatever.

Does avoiding include staring? I didn't think so. But I'm starting to find I'm doing it a lot. It's probably all part of the process. Yes, that's it. I'm supposed to be staring at her, I'm sure of it. The only reason I'm even bothering is because it helps me think of new pranks to pull on her. One day I focus on her hair, next I study her eyes, then I'll devote a couple more days to other facial parts, then maybe…

Potter's apparently decided to switch tactics. Now, instead of treating me like a contagious disease, he's staring me into oblivion. So much better. Actually, the whole approach is quite unnerving.

When I glanced up from taking notes in Transfiguration, I noticed Potter gazing at me, not writing, not sleeping, just gazing. And of course, leave it up to McGonagall to really embarrass me.

"Potter?" McGonagall snapped. "Mr. Potter!"

James broke out of his trance, jerking his head up. "Huh?"

"Mr. Potter," McGonagall rebuked, "As fascinating as Ms. Evans is, watching her will not contribute to your learning in any way. If you listen to the lesson, I'm sure you will find it equally alluring."

Staring is now an official step on my list. It's number one and a half. I think it's really working, though McGonagall didn't seem to appreciate the new addition. But I'm still learning. Remus takes really good notes.

A/N: Sorry to end it there, but I don't feel like writing anymore.

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