Private journal entry
Fuck, last night was amazing.
I don't know what made it so, but it was.
Maybe just the fact that it was me and him.
Going to sleep together with no one else around.
No others snoring, mumbling, breathing.
The only breathing I could hear was his.
And waking with just him.
Not having to put up with Jamie's 'witticisms'.
Not having to share the bathroom with others and being able to have a warm, long and extremely satisfying shower with him.
Much as I love PDAs... Hell, I'm not ashamed of him or the fact that I love him... it was brilliant being totally by ourselves.
Jamie and Pete knew, of course, but to see the look of surprise on McGonagall's face when we walked in from outside, claiming a brisk walk to the Quidditch pitch was invigorating, was priceless.
And then in runes class, Professor Mansfield, who I am sure Pete still has a crush on, took one look at my neck with all the bites Rem did last night and said, "Mr Black..."
I love the way she said that. As if she's scandalised.
"Mr Black, maybe next time you'd consider asking her, if she has to mark you, to do it where they can't be seen."
I didn't even bother to correct her assumption that I'd been with a girl. If it was any of her business, she'd know. Hell, it's not like it's a secret anymore.
Everyone else in the class was waiting for my answer so I just looked at her and said, "HE did."
There were laughs and catcalls, as you'd expect.
I'd have been disappointed if there weren't.
Pete looked stunned. He should know me by now.
James grinned and informed her that it was him.
Remus hid in his book and pretended to be studying.
But it shut Professor Mansfield up.
She wouldn't look at me or James again for the whole class.