017. 11/29/97
HEXED AGAINST PROFESSORSBloody fucking hell. I've sodding sprained my knee! I got caught on the staircase last night in that trick step, stupid bloody thing wouldn't let me go for almost an hour, and when I was trying to reach my wand that fell on the step below, I twisted my ruddy knee. Woke up in a lot of pain this morning so I sucked it up and went to see Pomfrey. Says I sprained it! Can barely walk. She couldn't even heal the damn thing because it wasn't broken. I've got to let it "heal naturally".
Means I won't be able to play quidditch for a few days, Harry. Sorry, mate. Not my fault really. I'll just have to miss a practise or two. I'll still come though, yeah? Watch and all that. Should be good as new in a few days. I'm in a foul mood though. Stupid sodding trick stair! I don't wanna miss quidditch!
PRIVATE TO SELFI knew it was going to happen after that snog the other night. Merlin. How am I supposed to face her today after that wonderful, hot, passionate dream? God, I'm screwed. Almost every night I've been having these dreams. But after that snog it was intense.
She's going to notice me acting weird. She's going to see me blushing (because my stupid ears always give it away) and she's going to ask me what's wrong and what the hell am I supposed to tell her? "Sorry, Hermione, I'm a bit embarrassed because I had a dream we were shagging in the Astronomy tower."
I need a sodding drink. Wish I had some firewhiskey left. Bugger.
END PRIVATEReckon I'm stuck doing homework until I can fly again. Well, at least Hermione will be happy.
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