September 9th

Mood - Even a deadly monster stomping around in the halls eating students couldn't make my happiness disappear...

(Note to self:
Maybe keeping ones diary in an unsafe place has its benefits...)

Where was I then? Ah yes. There I was stood in my white gown (I'll have to draw it or something, as I doubt I'll get any photos to keep... Mind you, I met a certain student who is obsessed with photographs and has a camera by his side constantly the other day who might take a few pics. He's a Gryffindor or something.) There was one thing though, I wasn't exactly sure when it started and if it started at 6 PM I had already gone over time by a good half an hour or so due to dress problems and so fourth... I also found it highly irregular that I hadn't got a date or any man to escort me there. How rude, eh? Heh. Never mind, I'm all for randomness.

It has to be said, its no wonder I never wear dresses like this... Its bloody hot I can tell you!

I eventually stumbled out of my room rather awkwardly (Not used to wearing shoes with a heel bigger than 2 inches you see.) and noticed there was no one about in the corridors. It was now obvious it had started as I could hear orchestral music echoing faintly. (You know, it never clicked. Its no wonder everyone has been rushed lately... They'd been getting things ready. I had never noticed until I thought about it stood in that corridor outside my room.)

I ran as fast as I could down the hall and up the stairs and so on. (I bet I looked funny clutching my dress so I didn't trip, mincing like a fairy, heels clip-clopping.) Finally got to the hall, took a deep breath (While adjusting my ruffled skirts and hair... Which I had tied back with a ribbon by the way. Gasp!) and slowly rounded the corner. Oh my was it scary. I stood there in the big door way staring at a sea of people all dressed up and there was Dumbledore sat up on the head table. (The tables had been moved and only a couple remained at either side of the room so there was a massive space to move around in. The head table was still there though.) Minerva was sat next to him proudly watching in her black dress and she looked very nice I must say. She gave me a quick wave, so I headed over. Snape was sat next to her and noticed her action, so craned his neck. His face was priceless! Haha! (I think I'm going to call him 'Fly-catcher' from now on.)

Finally waded through the sea of senior students and got to the head table. Snape had stood up and greeted me before Minerva could even begin to speak. He grabbed my hand, kissed it and said "Charmed, I'm sure." (Oh god. Not another Lockhart! Eeek!) Minerva chuckled to herself... I could tell what she was thinking, the sod! Snape, still grasping my hand firmly, maneuvered me around the side of the table and pulled out a chair for me... Right next to HIM? Oh lordy, Minerva is going to have a FIELD DAY! I'm never going to live it down...

I sat down anyway, seemed impolite not to. He was only being nice... Wait a minute... Snape!? Being NICE!? Told you this place is crazy...

I surveyed the sea of people... Smart clothes, flowing gowns, laughter and gossip... But no Lockhart strangely enough. He must have had hair trouble or something... Hahaha! I still wanted to know what I had done wrong to make him leave like he did. It was most unusual.

Well, I figured I would just have to be patient and wait for him to arrive before I could find out anything, so I decided to have a conversation with Snape. (Who was, for some reason, focused on my dress... Or rather the top half of it anyway... The perv.) He isn't very talkative I must say. It was me doing most of the yapping as per sodding usual.

Sprout was mingling with the students and saw me and waved, so I decided to go and say hello. I got up from my seat (After saying excuse me of course. See! I'm all polite and proper when I want to be!) and slowly made my way down to her. Spoke about this and that, she commented on the fact I was sat with Snape (I knew she couldn't resist it.) and on my dress. She had helped with some of the preparation and so I was nice and said it was fantastic. (Of course, I had yet to find out properly as I'd only just got there, but what I'd seen and experienced so far was great!)

The music stopped for a brief moment and the chatting seemed to quieten down a touch. Suddenly frantic footsteps could be heard dashing nearer to the hall and around the corner came a rather flustered Gilderoy clad in... oh my good lord... White! And I don't mean parts of his outfit were white, I mean ALL of it... The only thing not white was his cape tied around his neck and shoulders which was a dark lilac colour. Waistcoat replete with fancy embroidery, shirt with ruffles and lace edges, pressed white trousers and pure white suede-like boots. Quite simply stunning actually. Quite a few people stopped talking and just stood there staring at him as he swaggered in somewhat embarrassed about his late entry saying "Sorry. Sorry I'm late ladies and gentleman..." Haha! He cleared his throat and flicked his head back to move a strand of his hair from out of his face.

Sprout giggled to herself and I asked her what was wrong. She said "That Gilderoy never ceases to amaze... He's so silly." I couldn't disagree with her there. He was perhaps the single silliest person in the world, hehe! I just stood there smiling and nodded.

Suddenly the headmaster announced the start of the dancing. (God knows why he had to announce it, but never mind.) So all the couples who were willing to dance gathered on the floor and the band started playing again. It looked really nice from a distance.

Gilderoy was slowly making his way to the head table when he noticed me tucked in the corner with Sprout. His eyes virtually watered. It was so strange, the look he gave me I mean... He just stood there with a sweet little smile, his eyes gazing at me so softly. But there was still something a little off about him... I couldn't help but smile back even though didn't know what was wrong. I think Sprout had noticed as she nudged me and giggled saying "Looks like you have an admirer there, you lucky so and so!" I just said that she didn't know the half of it and laughed too.

Gilderoy was approached by a couple of senior girls begging for his autograph, so I figured my chance had gone to talk to him. I told sprout I needed some air and so I slowly wandered to one of the towers that over looked the grounds for some breathing space and time to think. It was a beautiful night, the stars were so bright and ever now and then a small cloud would drift by with its edges lit up by the full moon. It was fantastic... It was also rather warm, the only thing making it cooler was a gentle and balmy breeze. I was just watching a cloud sail by the moon when I heard a voice from behind say "Aren't you going to dance?"

I smiled to myself, as I knew who it was. I slowly turned my head to look at Gilderoy, who was standing there fiddling with his white gloves. (As he usually ended up doing. I think he fiddles with them in his hands more than he actually wears them...) I couldn't see what expression he was wearing on his face as he was standing in the doorway and the light from inside was shining from behind him so he was just a black silhouette for the most part. (The moon was highlighting certain parts, but his face was in darkness.) I shook my head to say I wasn't and he walked towards me slowly. I decided to retort by asking why he wasn't dancing... He told me "He hasn't got anybody to dance with", which obviously made one of my eyebrows raise. So I said that was rubbish and that he could easily dance with any of the girls there, as they are no doubt more than willing. He just walked next to me and leaned on the wall. I decided enough was enough so I asked what I'd done wrong, you know... what with earlier and everything. He tilted his head and asked what I meant, so I explained. He averted his gaze to somewhere beyond the wall at that point, as if he was hiding his face or something.

Was he annoyed? Embarrassed? I wonder why people are so complicated and why things are never simple...?

He mumbled something under his breath with his head turned away from me. I couldn't hear what he was saying so I asked him to say it again. Apparently he ...found my diary in the drawer. He said he "Shouldn't have read it and he was sorry for reading it all." Oh good god. Its no wonder he's been acting oddly! I bet he thought I was just another rabid fangirl, you know... The kind who'd bid for his underwear online or something. But, much to my surprise he turned his head back to face me and he was smiling. I was blushing rather wildly, but managed to smile back.

Then... He said "I like your doodles of us by the way. Very nicely drawn. Good concept." I about fell through the floor. The amount of doodles I have drawn in my diary of me and him in various romantic situations... I bet I looked like a love sick school kid! I just laughed under my breath nervously, only to suddenly find a hand reaching out for my face and turning it back to face him again. He just smiled so softly at me as he slowly moved closer, his hands holding onto my elbows. I just stood there virtually melting, haha! I've never seen him look at me in the way he was... Ever! A hand slowly crept upwards and brushed my cheek ever so lightly. It felt so nice...

I was about to ask him if anything he read or saw offended him, but before I could get the second word out he had pulled my face to his and had pressed his lips onto mine. Oh... lordy. ow! What?! I think I need a minute here recalling this...

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Right, that's it. I'm ok now... But, seriously though. Gilderoy Lockhart and... ME! Its so unusual, its so... UNLIKELY! He could have the pick of any girl in the world (virtually), but he's interested in boring, lil ol' me! Yes, this place is definitely crazy...

So, there we were. Arms wrapped around each other as if we were about to vanish any second, our lips locked together bathed in moonlight. It was almost like a scene from a movie or something! It was just... perfect. I never thought it would ever happen, not to me... And certainly not with him. But, I mustn't get too carried away. Its not as if were are getting married or something, haha!

He slowly pulled his lips away from mine just leaving them close enough to still touch. He was breathing somewhat heavily and his breath felt hot against my skin. Mind you, I was no different. He stared into my eyes and pulled me closer, kissing me a second time.

OK... Need another break. Gawd...

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OK. Whew.

A slight breeze drifted past making his hair blow around ever so lightly. It was wonderful... The faint orchestral music playing in the back ground only made it more dreamy. He prized his lips from mine again, but as soon as he had he brought my head in to his chest holding me so tightly... I had never felt so safe in my life. I felt like nothing cold make me unhappy. Nothing in the world could possibly spoil the moment we were sharing... My heart was beating so fast, I thought I was going to have a heart attack or something. But, I didn't care.

After what seemed an eternity, he released his grip on me and we both took a single step back and just simply gazed at each others form. His eyes were sparkly, as if he was almost close to tears. Then, he took another step back and bowed asking if "I cared to be his date." I giggled at him and slapped him playfully on the arm. He just winked and grinned at me, holding his arm out. So, I put my arm in his and we made our way back to the main hall. The last piece of music had just finished as we got to the main doors and the band had just started the next piece. We walked into the hall arm-in-arm, causing a lot of the students to stop and stare at us in shock. A lot ended up saying "I knew it!" or something. We just both grinned and made our way the the middle of the floor. It was odd, because all the students seemed to stop dancing and moved to the sides to watch rather than dance themselves. (Gawsh, it WAS embarrassing.)

We both bowed and he placed a hand securely around my waist, the other holding tightly onto my hand and off we went. I hadn't danced in such a long time and the waltz? Well, I was never that good at it. But, it seemed like I was doing just fine! I hadn't forgotten, just like you never forget how to ride a bike... Everyone had their eyes fixed on us, pure white clad people, dancing with purpose. I glanced at the headmaster and he was just sat there a strange satisfied smile on his face. Minerva's mouth was wide open, Snape had the look of thunder on his face and Sprout, who was still in a corner somewhere, was gasping in mere joyful surprise.

Gilderoy was just smiling at me. From that moment on, I don't think we took our eyes off each other.

The music ended and everyone clapped as was usually the case. But, there were hoots and whistles thrown in too. (I guess we were a hit, haha!) We both bowed to each other and he leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

That was the last thing I remember... I don't remember what I did after, I don't remember who I talked to (If I talked to anyone at all that is.), I don't remember leaving... (Don't worry, he didn't use a memory charm... Haha.)

What I do remember I don't think I can repeat... But, I know one thing I won't forget... The satisfaction of waking up with the sun shining through the window and the perfect man by my side. Oh yes. Sheer bliss.

I just stared at him and brushed a few strands of his hair away from his eyes. He slowly woke up and opened his eyes to see me staring at him. He just grinned and placed a hand on my shoulder. I asked if he slept well and he mumbled (Still obviously waking up.) sleepily with a huge grin appearing on his face saying "Oh yes. Amazingly..."

He sat up after stretching and pulled the covers up over his bare chest. Although the sun was shining, it had indeed dropped a little cooler. He gave me a kiss and told me how much I meant to him. I sighed in a melodramatic way and fluttered my eyelids, hehe. Laughing, he pulled the sheets from him and stood up. (Eek! Oh my... NEKKIDNESS!) He grabbed hold of his clothes and began to dress himself. It was a good idea though... Classes soon. I followed suit, only to have him steal my blouse and run around holding it as high as he could. Next minute he grabbed his wand and made it levitate! The sod... Eventually managed to retrieve it and headed out to class hand in hand, a huge satisfied smile on our faces.

Got there and there and there were no students there at all. Lucky us. He placed his books on the desk and grabbed hold of me pulling me closer. Oh yes... I'm sure you know what happened next... Yup. Kiss, kiss, smooch smooch... Students walk in... Much laughter and woo-ing ensues! Ohh, how embarrassing!

But, I think I had better round it off for tonight. Seems that this entry is very long! I'll continue it tomorrow, hehe.

So exiting isn't it?

Ta-ta for now!