Ramblings of an Insane and Confused Hermione
Lucid-03-days
It's getting harder for me to just stay up after hours with him. Even if it's just to do homework. It's the thoughts I get in my head when we're sitting at the Common Room table working. I don't care how many books are on the table. Books are meant to be moved. I know it'd be kinda rough, but in that position it's hard to be gentle.
It's not my fault I want to straddle him. He shouldn't be the amazing person he is. Because, I'm not just physically attracted to him. Although I'm not saying I'm not physically attracted to him, because I believe that I have proven enough that I am quite attracted to him in that way. But there's other reasons for the way that I feel about him. Maybe if those reasons didn't exist, I'd be sane. Maybe I should kill him. Then I'd be able to focus on things. But I wouldn't kill him. I couldn't kill anyone, let alone him. I love him, and I'm not ashamed!
When I first realized that I did, I was shocked. There was no way it could be true. He's one of my best mates, you know? That's just weird. It was a bit of a surprise. Ron's annoying, and acts like an idiot. I didn't even think I could fall for someone like that. But, he proved me wrong. I can't help it. I do love him. His very presence makes my stomach fill up with butterflies.
Oh man. I better be careful about how I think about him. I just caught myself staring at him. Luckily, I don't believe that he noticed. It's not that I don't want him to notice. Because I do. I really want him to notice. It's that, well, it wouldn't go over too well. There's too many other girls that try to get his attention. Too many other girls that are prettier than I am. The types of girls that all of the guys would rather have. I seriously doubt I stand out amongst them, at all. There's just so skinny and beautiful. And, I'm just, not. I'm a short, slightly chubby bookworm. Just plain Hermione Granger.
Although I have learned a lot of things for books. And not just the insane ideas that I have in my head about the things that I would like to do with one Ronald Bilius Weasley. I also know how to create giant pus balls that will stick to someone's skin for at least a month. I specialize in the face though. I can to it so well, that the healers at St. Mungo's cannot reverse my spells.
I've changed my mind about what I said earlier. I'm talking about the killing thing. I've decided that I can kill some people. I can't kill a lot of people, but I can kill people like that blasted sixth year Hufflepuff that all but stalks Ron in the hallways. Well, actually I don't know if I could kill her. But I do know that I can torture her. Slowly, obviously, and in ways where no one would ever suspect it was me doing so.
Other girls aren't allowed to notice how attractive and adorable Ron is. I've decided to make that a new rule. I'm Head Girl, so I can do that. Starting now no one, besides me, is allowed to even look upon the greatness of Ron. This rule will be punishable by expulsion, of course. Maybe even I could make it so that anyone who does so will be thrown in Azkaban. I like that idea. It's the only way.
A/N: So, what did you people think about that chapter? Please review... It's kinda offensive to see that I've gotten over 300 hits for this story, and not even 10 of the reviews. I don't mind constructive critisism...just lay off the flames...for those are just mean.