Didn't sleep last night. Bloody hell I couldn't. I sat in the commonroom for hours after she went up to bed, I stared at the door to the girls dormitory wondering if I had ever felt so wonderful! My mind got to work, I started imagining things that probably shouldn't be running through my brain.
*blushes slightly as he writes*
Things a gentleman shouldn't be imagining.
So I picked up a book, studied for those blasted OWLS, read. Couldn't sleep, better than the alternatives, nightmares. I should sleep, but I can't. I'm floating. It's an almost embarassing feeling but I feel to good to be ashamed.( Read more... )
She's so hot, and that smile, and those eyes. I melt for those eyes.
And that body... damn