Seriously, journal, we need to have a talk.
You really have to tell me from now on when I'm about to make an idiot out of myself.
Here I was thinking that professing my love for Granger in public was a good idea.
You said nothing to stop me, knowing what a horrible idea it was!
Granted, you have no mouth.
Or brain.
So I suppose you can be forgiven… this time.
But let's not let it happen again, okay?
I have a reputation to uphold,
Though at the moment it is looking rather bleak.
Here's what happened.
I stroll into the Great Hall and look around for my Sweetness.
Let's not tell anyone I call her that though, shall we?
I'm embarrassed enough as it is.
Ahem.
So I stroll in and spot my Love Kitten.
(also a nickname we are not sharing)
I walk over to her table and she is shocked.
Freakin' shocked.
I mean, granted, we had not been exchanging insults since we had gotten together,
But contact in public was over the line, you know?
My terms, not hers.
So she was taken aback by my choice to go see her at her table,
Though she looked happy about it.
Then, she became thoroughly unhappy about it.
I have no idea why.
I suppose it could have been when I got up on the table.
I mentioned this idea in my last entry, you know.
You could have given me some sort of inkling that it was a bad idea.
But I digress.
I stand up on the table and she's mortified,
Though I take it for pleasantly surprised that her beloved is about to make a profession of undying love in front of the entire school.
Did I mention that this was wrong?
I begin my list.
I also mentioned the list last time.
Another idea you really should have squelched.
The whole plan was a bad idea.
Perhaps we should have let everyone get used to the idea by acting friendly first.
As it was, well… they were shocked.
But back to my list.
"Attention, Hogwarts." I say, sounding very dignified, I think.
"The following are the reasons why I love Hermione Granger.
1. She always smells good.
2. I can hide love notes in her hair.
3. She does not hesitate to tell me when I'm wrong.
4. The way she kisses.
5. The fact that she is willing to kiss me.
6. Her lips are always very soft.
7. So is her hair, despite its bushy appearance.
8. When I hold her hand, mine tingles.
9. This feeling I have in the pit of my stomach which, according to my research in the library, is love.
10. She is the opposite of everything I ever thought she was, except for brilliant."
I got down, preparing for cheers and a smooch from my woman.
I got neither.
Hermione laughed at me.
Seriously.
How could you laugh at an amazing list like that?
I found out the hard way that my list was not romantic.
So sue me, I've never done this before!
The cheers that I didn't hear…
They were actually stunned silence.
No one moved a muscle for a full five minutes except Hermione who,
As I embarrassingly stated before,
Was laughing.
I finally got her to calm down and asked her why she was laughing.
With tears in her eyes she told me that she loved me
Aha!
My heart leapt once more.
The first time she'd said I love you!
Someone loved me… that was amazing.
But…
She'd said it whilst laughing.
I couldn't decide whether this was a good or bad thing.
By this time, I was quite angry with myself,
And with my damned journal.
Slowly I was figuring out that perhaps killing two birds with one stone was a bad idea.
Perhaps I should have told her first,
Then decided to tell the school.
As this was dawning on me, Hermione was calming down.
"Aww, I suppose you meant well." She said.
And she kissed me.
In front of the entire school!
Maybe it wasn't a bad idea looking back on it…
But I should have probably gotten some help with my list.
Next time, I'll just have her help me write it.