It was a bit of a shock, really. I had no clue that he felt that way about me. He poured it out over garlic shrimp- not the best thing to eat when you want to snog the boy next to you- and my parents just stared at us like we were crazy when we went at it under the table. Well, not at it at it, just a little kiss or two. Besides, we froze everyone before we did anything drastic- like disappear into the hotel while my parents continued eating. We didn't do anything, just laid in the bed in each others arms kissing and laughing at the stupidity of that muggle Conan O'Brien. It was the best five days of my life.
Now we're here at his house sleeping in his bed. Fred and George are unpredictable these days. I never know if they're going to walk in on me in the bathroom or whatnot. No, Ron and I have not...made love yet, but I'm looking forward to it in the future. Hermione Weasley, I like the sound of that...