I did nothing for three weeks except party and fuck. It was wonderful. I was so stressed out, about work and the Academy that just getting the chance to kick back and relax for the better part of a month did wonders for my soul.
I can't even begin to tell you how much better I feel.
Wood, your teammates are the best. Angus McGregor especially...what a guy! *swoons*
That man is amazing in bed. Sure, it was all meaningless, casual sex, but it was great meaningless, casual sex. The mind boggles, remembering.
Was it wrong, though, that I couldn't help comparing him to a certain someone? A certain night in the Astronomy Tower, where the sex was less expert but a bit more heartfelt?
I swear I'm over him. I can't keep pining for a boy who sent me one owl all summer, a boy who I'll probably never see again except when I get together with old school friends, a boy who...
I can't finish that thought. I have to be over him. I can't do this anymore.
The Academy starts tomorrow. It will keep me too busy to even think about boys for a really long time.
Maybe I can run over to Hogwarts and ask Tonks for some advice? I'm really starting to get scared.