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Hogwarts Grounds by the lake, October 3rd, 15:26 PM.
My fuzzy wuzzy diary
Remember that I said I'd pay Harry a little visit over the night?
I did.
Not one of my brightest hours, it went like this…
I'm creeping very quietly to the sixth year boys' dormitory trying not making any excided from being with my sugar muffin ( that's Harry if you don't get it) and sharing body heat (I'm cold! Okay so I'm lying but it's not a big dill) and space.
Opening the door without it cracking and…surprise surprise! It cracked!
Me: son of a bitch! Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!
The big mirror in their room (or as it was my reflection): No cursing or else I'll wash your mouth with soap!
Me: I want to see you try.
The mirror: watch yourself young lady, I don't think you want you brother to wake up and find you here.
Me: oh sod off!
Ignoring the insufferable mirror I tip towed over Harry's bed and saw that he was there and sound asleep, so naturally I woke him up.
Me: Harry!
Harry: please Mrs. Weasley, five more minutes; I'll be a good boy.
Me: Harry, quit mumbling about my Mum!
Harry: Gin! What in Merlin's name are you doing here?
Me: I came to snog the life out of you.
Harry: you did?
Me: yeah sure, why not?
Harry: Nah…too risky Ron would wake from the sound…
Me (very pale from his answer): Harry, I was being sarcastic.
Harry (perhaps red in his face, but it was dark so I only assume): I-I-I-I knew that, I was just playing along.
Me: of curse you were.
Harry: I was!
Me: that's okay Harry, you don't owe me any explanations.
Harry: why are you here?
Me: I wanted to see you?
Harry: was that a question or an answer?
Me: would you like it to be an answer or a question?
Harry: do you always answer in question?
Me: do you like it?
Harry: Gin, it's (looking at his watch) three o'clock in the morning, so answer me, why are you here?
Me: I had to ask you something.
Harry: now?
Me: yes.
Harry: be quick I want to sleep.
Me (I asked the first thing that came in my mind): why did you ask Luna out?
Harry: is that what it is?
Me: don't skip the subject, Harry, answer me!
Harry: I liked her a little.
Me: liked as in used to like?
Harry: like as in I thought she was nice, but she's not my taste.
Me: then why did you kiss?
Harry: how do you know about it?
Me (lying is something I'm good at): Audrey saw you.
Harry: well, it was a little weird because she giggled and then she charged at me.
Me: you didn't like it?
Harry: it felt wrong, or so I think. Maybe I'm just not good at this kissing part.
Me: of curse you're not you just have practice a little ( F.Y.I: by this I was already laying on his bed beside him) that's all.
Harry: find me girl that say yes to that.
Me: Hermione
Harry: she's your brother girlfriend!
Me: Luna?
Harry: I'd prefer not to go at it again.
Me: Pravatie?
Harry: are you kidding me?
Me: Cho?
Harry: been there, done that. Beside isn't she dating Michael Corner?
Me: Millicent Bulstrode?
Harry: do you want me to hurl?
Me: I can't do this, you're too judgmental.
Harry: what about you?
Me: m-m-m-m-me?
Harry: were friends and we know each other, and I know that you don't date anyone for a fact so why won't you be my kissing instructor?
Me: are you sure you want it to be me?
Harry: yes.
Me: okay?
Harry: was that an answer or a question?
Me: both.
Harry: Let's go to sleep, Gin.
Me: I think I'll go back to me room, Harry, I have to wake up early.
Harry: fine. Bye Gin.
Me: goodnight Harry.
That's what happened last night and I'm still utterly confused. Why in the world would Harry want me, Ginny Weasley, to be his kissing instructor? Because 1). I kissed two boys my entire life (F.B and Michael, but they weren't that good).2). I'm in love with him. 3). Ron will kill him if he find about this. 4). I'M IN LOVE WITH HIM!
I can only think of the consequences of out "little" tutoring time if anyone will find out.
1. I could have a reputation of a scarlet woman.
2. Ron will contact the other Fab five (not the queer eye for the straight guy Fab five, but my other siblings) and they will make contact of Harry with bottom of the lake.
3. I will blab while kissing him my feelings for him , and he will hate me.
4. We'll end up doing more then kissing and I'll get heavy with child and again the Fab five kill Harry.
5. Harry will think that I'm a lousy kisser (I'm not really sure about that, maybe I'll ask F.B how was I)
6. We'll fall in love, get together, marry and have loads of redheaded and raven haired children running in the yard and flying on broomsticks. (yeah, right after Dumbledore's beard will be blue , and Snape give me 100 house points)
That's the bell, I'll have to go I have divination.
Snog you later, alligator.
Ginny the Scarlet Woman of Hogwarts.
Room of Requirement, October 3rd, 20:05 Pm
My soon to be hidden diary.
I got a note from Harry saying to meet him here at eight o'clock for our first session.
If you can, please make sure to send an owl to my mother explaining why her daughter did died from a heart attack at such a young age.
Oh dear Dumbledore socks and Dobby's ear muffs!
Hopelessly wishing for a miracle,
Ginny "amazing lips" Weasley.
A/N: I think I'll leave hanging too know what happened between them. MOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(I love my evil fanfiction laugh!) MOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
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