(A/N: YEEEEHAWWW! Hand me some butter, 'cause I'm on a ROLL! Wow, what a lame-o joke. Uhhh... yeah, so I'm supposed to be doing homework, so I gotta make this quick because my mum'll chomp my head off. Thank you all the people who have reviewed, I appreciate it very much. -Claer)

Disclaimer: All characters and settings recognized in this story from the Harry Potter Series belong to J.K. Rowling, not me. Because I'm not J.K. Rowling now am I? At least not the last time I checked...

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11:32 PM

Sorry, I've been working on bloody homework.

YES, homework, even though it's Friday. I am so pathetic.

Hogsmeade trip—Sunday. I just found out about it too. I also walked into a wall today. Twice. Hah, that shows you how much I pay attention to the world around me.

I haven't talked to Harry at all since the, erm, truth or dare party. But Bridget is doing a very good job of bringing it up whenever possible. Like, instead of referring to him as 'Harry' like a normal human being, oh no, SHE has to refer to him as, 'the Potter bloke you kissed'. GAH! Must… not… lose… control… I am simply going to chomp her bloody head off one of these days.

How you know you are going insane:

You can't stop thinking about a certain someone.

You walk into a wall repeatedly.

You ask Fiona if she has any chocolate, and she replies no, and then two seconds later you forget you've even asked her, and so you ask her again.

You try to sketch something, but it always turns out to be that certain someone's head.

You accidentally Transfigure the oven mitt in front of you into an effing doorknob, not a turtle.

You are still awake throughout History of Magic class.

You are aware that you are already sinking into a state of lunacy as we speak.

You talk to your journal like it's a real person.

You suddenly have a huge craving for raw meat.

You are making lists.

Does any of that stuff ring a bell? Yes, unfortunately ALL of it rings a bell. This is so bloody pathetic.

I am going to now gorge myself on large amounts of chocolate, get very hyper, and keep everybody else in my dorm up.

-Ginny the Insane One

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Saturday, September 6

9:36 AM

How you know you're going insane:

You fall asleep IMMEDIATELY after eating so much chocolate you feel like you are going to effing puke. In fact, you don't even get a bloody SUGAR HIGH.

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11:48 AM

Been bothering the bloody hell out of Fiona today with Bridget. Fiona let another piece of information slip.

Clue #3:

He's older than us.

Okay, so we're fifth years right? So we have two grade levels of males to consider here, the guy has to be cute, and we also have to consider the fact that with this pace we will need a bloody miracle to find this bloke.

So Bridget and I are currently regrouping to strategize the best times to annoy the living hell out of Fiona while playing chess. Fiona's not here, that's why we're doing this now and not in Muggle Studies or History of Magic (plus today is Saturday… that might have something to do with it). She's in the shower. Probably drowning herself.

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2:13 PM

Fiona is taking a VERY long shower. So, here is the compiled list of possible guys that Fiona might fancy.

Okay, so who do we have here?

Micheal Corner (Wait, is he older than us? / No, Bridget. / Oops.)

Seamus

Dean

Fred

George (HAHAAH!!!! YEAH RIGHT! HAHAHA! / Well, they ARE rather dish-y, you know. / 'Dish-y'? Well, maybe attractive, but dish-y?)

Malfoy (Bridget hurls.)

Lee (Honestly, you think so? / Don't ask me! He's older than us, and he's a cutie, so I put him down. C'mon, YOU put down Malfoy, Gin.)

Oliver Wood (He's out of Hogwarts, genius. / Since when?! / Since two years ago. / Wow… really? / You're hopeless.)

Crabbe ( HAHAAHAHAHA! DON'T MAKE ME LAUGH!!!!)

Goyle (Bridget prays it not be him.)

Ron (HAAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! And besides, Hermy would effing chomp Fiona's head off.)

Harry (Damn, I hope not.)

Pansy (Hahaha. Nice one Gin. She might pass for a guy, if her boobs weren't so bloody huge. / What? They keep her afloat in the water. / You are cruel, do you know that?)

Roger Davies (A likely suspect.)

Snape (EWWW!!!)

Neville (Well, you have to admit, Neville is rather adorable, in a clumsy sort of manner. I think he's a cutie.)

That's all we've got. This is so bloody hopeless.

Fiona's back.

Bye bye!

-Gin and Bridget

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(A/N: Thank you so much for reading this. Please review and tune in next time. Bye byes. -Claer Roe)

(P.S.: Does anybody know any good Sirius/OC, Remus/OC, or Oliver Wood/Katie Bell pairings? Please tell me!!!! )