Bless me from this shit, or do something 'bout it

"Harry hardly noticed the sound of shattering glass; he felt disoriented, dizzy; being struck by a lightning bolt must be something like this. It's just because she's Ron's sister, he told himself. You just didn't like seeing her kissing Dean because she's Ron's sister... But unbidden into his mind came an image of that same deserted corridor with himself kissing Ginny instead... the monster inside him purred... but then he saw Ron ripping open the tapestry curtain and drawing his wand on Harry shouting things like ´betrayal of trust´... ´supposed to be my friend´..."

"Harry looked around; there was Ginny running towards him; she had a hard blazing look in her face as she threw her arms around him. And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people where watching, Harry kissed her"

As I said before. I'm going to fucking freak out very soon. My thoughts are eating me alive from inside...

A cup of coffie and a ciggaret in silece please...

....Sorry for everything I caused you....