Again my dreams are shot through with visions of her, in my arms, moaning, panting, her lips on my body, mine on hers. I cannot shake them though I try, cannot sleep unless I allow them full sway upon my mind.
Though I doubt I would ever admit such to Severus, I am glad he told me where to find her yesterday. She favored me more than I thought possible, and gave me leave to find her favor again. I had never thought to be invited to the ball, and that she would have done so only heightens my desire to have her. I can scarce think of much more than having her in my arms again, this time for much more than a chaste kiss.
I am as a schoolboy, not wishing to leave my house this morning, in case by doing so I miss her owl carrying the promised invite.