Sunday, September 18th, 12.07, Great Hall.

So, I was just reading over my last entry and I realized I admitted I might like Remus.

I mean, why not?

He's kind and funny and smart and...handsome. Very handsome...

I mean, what girl could resist those cool blue eyes? And his sandy, soft (I'm guessing, I've never touched it), hair. And his pink kissable lips...

Yes, I like him.

I've admitted it.

I, Grace Cassandra Jones, officially fancy Remus (what the hell is his middle name?) Lupin.

Note to self: ask Remus his middle name.

7.25, Common Room on couch with Remus

After lunch everypne went outside for a walk by the lake.

Everyone basically seperated into couples right away.

Sirius and Kathy went off together, likely to snog. And Alice and Lily went over to Frank and Garret, who are now their official boyfriends (James is very upset about Lily and Garret), and Rosie went over with Andrew.

So it was just me, Remus, James, and Peter.

Until James decided to go stalk Lily and Garret.

And Peter went off to find Diane, his sort-of-girlfriend from Hufflepuff.

So, there I was with Remus, walking along the lake, which is a very couple-y thing to do.

After a minute of silence, he reached out and took my hand. I looked at him and smiled.

"Do you want to sit?" he asked, indicating a bench under a beatutiful oak tree.

"Sure," I answered and we did.

When we sat down he put his arm around me. "Grace," he said. "I really like you."

"I like you too," I had said excitedly. I was soooo happy, I thought he was going to ask me out.

"Like I said, I like you. A lot. A ton. For a long time. Ever since Christmas last year, when I saw you in that dress...But I can't ask you out."

I frowned. "Why not?" I asked, half sad, half angry.

"Because..." Remus said. "I could hurt you."

"Remus..."

"Grace, I trust you, so I'm going to tell you my secret. I'm a werewolf."

For a moment I was in shock. Then I took a breath. "Remus," I said. "I don't care if you're a werewolf. I care about you. Alot. And I want to be with you."

"Gracie...You don't understand...I'm a monster."

"Don't you fucking dare call yourself a monster," I said angrily. "You are not a monster. You are a sweet, nice, wondeful, very handsome boy who I happen to really care about. And you have a condition. Once a month you are that wolf, Remus. The rest of the time you are just a boy that I love."

"You love me?" he said softly.

"I...I don't know. As a friend, yes, I do. Very much. But...I don't think I'm in love with you. Not just yet..."

"I love you too, Gracie. I feel the same way you do. And I want to be with you. Very much, If you'll have me."

"You bet I will," I'd said.

And I kissed him.

And we snogged.

For about an hour.

It was lovely.

So anyway, now I'm next to him in the Common Room.

Shall I invite him to write with me?

Was that a yes dear diary?

I think it was.

Hello, Remus.

Hello, Gracie.

How are you this lovely evening?

I am completely ecstatic, thank you for asking.

And why is that, Mr. Lupin?

I am sitting beside a breathtakingly beautiful girl who I am fortunate enough to be able to say I am in a relationship with.

You think she's breathtakingly beautiful, this girl?

Yes, I do.

Coincidentally, I happen to know she finds you outstandingly handsome...Funny how that happens, eh?

Quite the laugh, Gracie.

Isn't it?

Absolutely.

So...Sirius and Kathy are looking rather cute, all cozed us on the couch over there, snogging up a storm.

Mmm...We could be doing that as well...

True...so good-bye, then, dear diary...I'm off to snog.

9.33, dorm

Kathy and Sirius catcalled at Remus and I when they noticed our snogging.

"Oh, shut up," I said. "We let you have your peace!"

Kathy shrugged and Sirius laughed. They quickly resumed kissing.

Remus and I snogged more too, for about an hour. Then we just slowly drew apart and started talking about stuff. Like class, and what we're doing on break, and stuff like that.

"Oh!" I had said suddenly. "I have a question for you!"

"Yes, Gracie?" he has asked.

"I've been wondering, what's your middle name?"

"John," he answered me.

"I like it. Remus John Lupin..."

"What's yours?"

"Cassandra."

"That's beautiful...Grace Cassandra Jones."

I giggled, kissed him again, and went up to bed, where I told you, dear diary, about my lovely day.

Good-night, dear diary.