[Private]
I kissed her. Well, she kissed me. But the fact of the matter remains is that we kissed. A lot. A part of me keeps wondering if it's wrong of me to have liked it so much. I knew this was what was happening. I knew. From the moment we meant. I've always thought she was attractive. And I've wanted to touch her. And be her friend. And have her like me.
She said she does. Like me. How can she know that she likes me? I'm not a likeable person. I spend too much time in my room scribbling away at old parchments. I'm not terribly observant..
But she said she likes me. And she kissed me. We kissed.
[/Private]
[Cassandra]
What are you doing for Christmas?
[/Cassandra]
Despite the cold, I'm beginning to enjoy myself. The castle is incredibly drafty. But there are ways of keeping warm. I suppose, at least. I've been spending most of my break curled up in front of the fireplace in the Common Room and doing some writing. Reflective stuff mostly. Terribly boring.
But I hope everyone enjoys their Holiday. However they may choose to spend it.
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Greta