Quidditch season is over. Congratulations to the Gryffidor team, it was a great game.
I still have no idea what I will be doing once school ends. Mum has been pressuring me to work with Dad or attend a Muggle University like my brothers. I really don't like either option.
Daft Fenwick. Real daft. Why didn't you just tell her you think you love her too and be done with it. You've ruined everything! I hope she hasn't told her dodgy Slytherin boyfriend or he may just hex you into oblivion. Daft, Daft, DAFT!
Now that my temporary lack of sanity is over, I can make a proper journal entry.
I'm an idiot. What was I thinking? I snogged Charis! For a split second I thought she might have started to snog me back. But I'm sure it was just my overactive imagination as she then pulled away from me like I have the plague or something. So I've been avoiding her. Which has not been easy but I've done it. I've thought of a million things I want to say but I can not bring myself to do it.
I've even missed her birthday. I have a present for her, I just haven't given it to her. Maybe I can have Dorcas do it for me.