February 20th

Number of "Right-That's-It-I've-Gained-New-Focus" plans formed: 1 (v.v.g)

Number of thoughts of Severus Snape, Sex God and Part-Time Potions Master: 89 (Ooh, bad girl)

Number of snogs with Malfoy, Stalker Extraordinaire: 3 (Hmmmm, good? bad? gross? All of the above?)

Number of stare-downs with Said Sex-God: 0 (Good, as part of plan, bad for me as I am sad)

Have started a new era. Will continue with plan to make Severus green with envy so he will come and sweep me of my feet in a passionate snogging fit! (Oh my!). Must continue to snog Malfoy (bleuch!) but it is okay, will do anything to entrap and ensnare my Sex-God!

Since Valentine's Day have been in a chocolate comatose, reliving what happened with Severus and wondering exactly what it meant. Did he really say he preferred my hair in it's normal state? How sweet! But also was racked with guilt over fact that had previously snogged Malfoy in front of him purposely. Felt very very selfish. So, put on sad music, cried, drowned in chocolate, woke up today, threw up and smiled. I thought to myself "The only reason he came after you was to assure you he DID have feelings for you! Why else would he kiss you on the cheek? So really he too is playing a game! This is all really a lot of fun, when you think about it...".

So it is decided. Must make Severus jealous.

20.46

If only I didn't need to use MALFOY! Urgh...

March 1st

No. of snogs successfully inititated in front of Severus: 14!

No. of puzzled looks received from Severus after said snoggage: 82! (v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.v.gooooooood!)

No. of plans appearing to work: 1

No. of plans not working: 0 (excellent)

That's right, Severus keeps trying to catch my eye, for me to offer some kind of explanation, but I merely look away. Hahaha! I am the ice queen hear me roar! Well, no not roar... Anyway, I am now a desirable Goddess, and also, I am unattainable because of Malfoy. Look at him, he's green with envy! Yummy!

It was rather hard to explain to Harry and Ron why exactly I was snogging Malfoy, but I just started rambling:

"Well, you see I have a plan and if i don't do the plan I can never be happy, so neither can anyone else, and besides, you want me to be happy right? Right? And no I'm not happy with Malfoy but it will all work out in the end, and by the way, did anyone hear about the escaped lion in New York? No? Just me then, ok got to go do homework, bye!"

That's what I said, pretty much, though I am sure that firepeople and the sun featured somewhere...

13.26

No more caffeine related explanations for me!

23.07

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Malfoy just felt my left breast! Oh, it was so disgusting!

We were having a snogging session in the corridor Snape passes through every night, when all of a sudden he plunges his hand right up my shirt and starts squeezing! It was THE most disgusting, vile, DISTURBING incedent in my life!

Ugh, must now scrub self clean!

00.21

Just had nightmare in which Malfoys hand was glued to left breast for all eternity.

00.23

Ugh. Disgusting.

March 7th

Units of Confusion: 42,581

Units of Depression: 6,915,425

Units of Happiness: 5,673,427,219

Thoughts of what just happened: 49,623,417

Oh dear. Was just leaving dungeons after potions class, when... Well.

"Miss Granger," he called silkily. He being the Sex God, my heart, my love, Severus.

"Yes, Professor Snape?" I said looking mildly interested and oh-so innocent.

"Shut the door." he commanded. Oh my! This could be interesting.

"What is it, Professor?" I said.

"Miss Granger... Hermione," he said, using my actual name, "I was wondering why you have chosen Mr. Malfoy as a... suitor?"

"Well... I mean, um..." I stuttered. I had not been expecting this. Does he know about my plan? How could he know? Was I being to obvious? N, no, you're not, now pay attention. You still have to answer the question.

"Well?" he says, smirking.

"I don't see how that is any of your business, Professor!" I answer, trying my best not to smile. Keep calm, maintain composure, ice-queen. glaciation... Oh, but I want to snog him!

"Well, here's the thing, I DO think it is my business. You see, I do think you are trying to make me jealous, Ms. Granger!" He's grinning broadly now.

Bugger I forget he was a legilimens! Bugger, bugger, fuck!

I went bright red, much to his pleasure.

"That's... I mean, ridiculous! Preposterous! Insane! Why would I... I mean... Argh! You areinfuriating!" I burst out. I took a step closer to him, pointing my finger at him.

"Now you listen hear! You drop all these hints, you look at me," I poke him, "you wink at me," another poke, "you kiss me on the cheek and tell me you like my hair natural," I poke him twice, "you send me secret Valentine's, and all this leads to nothing? What are you doing, for Christs sake, are you just messing with my head? Or do you actually have feelings for me? Hmm?"

I finish my rant, panting and flushed. He's not smiling now. Good! I wiped the smirk of his face! And then he did something very unexpected. He rushed forward to me, grabbed my arms, and pressed his lips against mine, passionately, furiously, leaving me gasping. His mouth his open, his tongue wet on mine (It doesn't sound very nice, but it was amazing). He lets me go and steps back looking shocked at what he has just done.

"Miss. Granger," he says, panting slightly, "I will see you in potions. Good day."

I step out the door, shocked, but ecstatic. That was... surreal. Did that really just happen? Did he really just snog me? Did I really just yell at him for leading me on? And then he snogged me?

Bloody Hell.

18.42

Still. I snogged the Sex God, Sverus Snape, uh huh, mm hmm, oh yeah!

21.13

Broke up with Draco. He didn't seem too fussed, he was busy snogging Pansy Parkinson. Made sure to break up with him within ear shot of Severus. He stared determindly (sp?) at his plate, refusing to meet my eyes. He wasn't even smiling.

Oh dear.

23.37

Maybe I was such a terrible snogger that he's gone off me. Or maybe it was a pity snog, and he really has no feelings for me at all.

23.52

Bugger.

00.14

Why wouldn't he look at me? Why wouldn't he smile? You think after a good snog, someone would have the decency to look a bit pleased! Or at least look you in the eye! Oh, blast him what on Earth is he doing to me?

00.47

Pfft. Men and their God damn attractiveness!

01.02

Will not succumb to mind games. Do not need man in life.

01.28

Bugger it.