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Chapter One- "The Good Girl's Guide to Bad Girl Sex"
Hello. I'm Harry, Harry Potter.
It isn't usually like me to keep a diary. It is such a feminine act and I, Harry Potter, am NOT girly.
However, I have no one to talk to at this crucial point in my life. I know I'm supposed to defeat Voldemort and everything, but this new matter in my life is much more intense and all-consuming. Ever since Dumbledore told me about the prophecy I have had plenty of time to overcome that obstacle in my life and it's safe to say I am now over that and have accepted the fact that I have to defeat the darkest wizard of all time. Now I am dealing with something more powerful.
I, Harry Potter, am in love.
This is a very new feeling for me and boy is it extraordinary. Sleep doesn't come easy. Food has no taste. Quidditch doesn't give me the same satisfaction as it once did. It feels like everything is just all locked up inside of me and I'm about to break! All I can think about is the one person who really makes me feel alive at such tragic times like this.
I cannot talk about this with anyone else. Ron is off swooning over the delightful Professor Sprout. Hermione is obsessing over the mysterious Professor Flitwick. If a man can't talk to his two best friends about the love of his life who else can he turn to? I've even tried going to Hagrid about this matter but he's beginning to hold some strange grudge against Professor Dumbledore! My last resort was my faithful friend Mrs. Norris, but Filch got all tiffy with me and shooed me away!
And so this is why I have decided to get a diary.
Now back to the wonderful angel of my heart. This person is everything that I have been searching for. I met them back in third year but at that time I was too immature to realize that love was knocking on my door. This person is funny and beautiful and smart and very adventurous. I can't believe I didn't see it three years ago! The only act of our love that we have embarked on is innocent flirting. Physical contact is very hard to get to at the moment, but I am sure looking forward to that! It's like this person can see into my soul. They understand me in a way that someone like Cho Chang never could. This person looked at me today whilst I was on my way to dreaded Potions class and I just got this humongous bubbly feeling in my tummy! No one has ever made me feel that before. This person sees the inner beauty I hold within myself and they have the ability to make me feel like the most special man alive.
However there are several problems keeping me from my love. Dementors keep threatening to attack Hogwarts, my beloved home. Moaning Myrtle is terribly ill and I fear for her life, even though she's a ghost. Ron and Hermione won't speak to me anymore because they say I don't understand them. Seamus is threatening to murder Hedwig whilst I sleep. Malfoy and his goons have stolen all my underwear. Crookshanks won't even look at me anymore. And to make matters worse, no one wants to be on the Gryffindor Quidditch team with me anymore so I'm forced to play against the other house teams by myself. My whole world is falling apart and the only thing I can think about is my love.
All I can think about is Sir Cadogan.