AN: The title of this story is the title of a song by Avril Lavigne.
I think I hate Snape more than you.
I don't really hate you, actually.
(But I'll never tell)
It's sort of like fond loathing.
Except sometimes you are just such an ass. SUCH an ass.
But you're lucky if you think I'm a ass to you normally (big baby!). I am a million times worse to Snape.
And he is mean to me, as well.
I actually think you're more of an ass to me than he is, but you've had your moments.
These moments being the reason I've started doing this like a complete LUNATIC.
To try to get some things sorted out.
You better be nice to me when you get back.
I won't be nice unless you do. HA.
I've gotten worse at transfiguration.
You would make such fun of me, but I can kick your ass in charms any day. A million times harder than you can kick mine in transfiguration.
We're so different.
We think different and we have different views (although sometimes I'm not sure if you have those views just to bug me). And different senses of humor and different priorities.
But I wonder.
I wonder and I wonder and I can't stop wondering even though I desperately want to.
It was our bloody friends' fault for planting these infernal speculations in my mind.
Bloody friends.
I will laugh so hard if I ever end up showing these to you one day.
I think you will too.
GAH. I'm too nice to you in here.
You are a prat.
You are mean, ignorant, arrogant, and prejudiced.
Yet you still warrant me doing this.
How the hell do you?
It certainly isn't your "charming" self.
No way.
I don't even know why I'm doing this.
I definitely shouldn't be.
I take that back about showing these to you.
These are staying in the dark recesses of my trunk and never coming out.
EVER.
Oh, the ridicule I would endure if anyone knew about this.
I hate you.
I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you SO THERE.
I feel bad when I write hate.
I bet Professor McGonagall would laugh so hard if she knew I was doing this.
I bet she would laugh so hard.
I should too. I really should.
I shouldn't be doing this.
It makes no sense!
There is no logic behind this.
NONE AT ALL.
This is oddly refreshing.
Yet horribly embarrassing at the same time.
I think I said that last time.
I'm stopping for today.
This is not healthy.
Not healthy at all.
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
-Lily