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Oh, God. Did I really say yes? I think I did, though I have no idea what I was thinking when I said it. James Potter. He's really not so bad, I suppose. He's sort of proven himself, with those poems. Those were beautiful poems, really. I was honestly surprised when I found out that he wrote them. He's never seemed especially creative to ( Read more... )

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Oh Gods, what am I doing?

I let him kiss me this time. I told him he could, I kissed him back, we just laid on the couch and snogged. Whatever else you want to say about James, you must admit that the boy is an excellent kisser. I just don't know what this means, really... are we together? I don't know that I like him that much. ( Read more... )

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I. am. going. to. kill. James.

Period, statement, declarative sentence.

Who does he think he is kissing me like that? Even after I told him that, if he tried something, I'd castrate him. And now he thinks he has some right to be upset with me for being furious? For not giving him another chance? This was his second chance. He blew it ( Read more... )

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Another one came, another poem. This time, it was Keats. Keats is always gorgeous, and La Belle Dame Sans Merci is no exception... but it is a curious choice, isn't it? The Beautiful Lady Without Mercy... Beautiful, well, that's an opinion, but I've never considered myself to be merciless. Well, there is.. no, that's absurd. Perhaps I'm ( Read more... )

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