August 24, 2005
I had that blasted nightmare again, though I shouldn't call it nightmare, more like dream this time. A bloody wet dream! I can't fucking believe it. I woke up, my pants a complete mess, I came so hard and all I could still remember are those damned grey eyes. I don't care what Elaine said, I know that dream is about Sirius. I don't know anyone else with grey eyes. I mean, fuck! I can't be having wet dreams about my godfather. It's just plain wrong. No, no, no! I didn't even think about him like that. I'm sure Sirius was a very handsome man in his days, but this is my father's best friend. I'm so screwed up.