The Diary of

I've been meeting with witnesses all this week.  I spent most of yesterday with Harry Potter getting him ready for trial.  I still cannot believe someone my age is the head of a department.  Met with Natalie McDonald, as well as several others on my list of witnesses.  Everything is all set and ready to go for tomorrow.  I'm nervous, but I suppose that's to be expected.

Miles is representing Megan Jones and Anthony Goldstein.   I am surprised that it didn't come up in one of our discussions.   I'm not sure if I could represent clients like Jones and Goldstein.  I'm nervous about simply questioning them at trial, and I obviously need to get over it before then.

I'm relieved the Jones/Goldstein case is finally going before the Wizengamot.  It's been looming on the horizon for weeks now. 

Been going over the case files all morning.  It seems open and shut.  Two Ministry employees confessed to several counts of murder. 

I'll need to go over a few things with Harry and some other key witnesses this week, but besides that, I'm ready. 

Need to find out which barrister is defending Jones and Goldstein.

Went to dinner Friday evening with the handsome solicitor Miles Bletchley.  Dinner was fabulous, the company gorgeous, and the restaurant was amazing.  Miles is very charming, quite the flirt and a gifted kisser.  Wouldn't mind seeing him again.

Parvati and I had lunch yesterday in DIagon with Cormac McLaggen and Michael.  It was more than a touch awkward.  I would have never guessed that Michael would be friends with someone like Cormac, but perhaps I don't know Michael as well as I thought I did.  Parvati seems to think Cormac is divine, but then again, look at who she's currently dating.  

That was the theme for today.  Well, if I'm going to be truthful with myself, it's been my existence since Saturday evening.  Avoiding Michael Corner.  Avoiding the very thought of Michael Corner.  Realizing I'm not doing a very good job of avoiding the thought of him.  I heard his voice out in the hall today as I was refilling my coffee; my heart started pounding so quickly that I ended up spilling some on myself. 

Why did I wait to act on the crush I've had on him for years?   Is it the fact that he's unavailable?  Does that make him seem more attractive?  Why am I torturing myself?  This needs to end now.  We're friends. I think.  Hopefully he doesn't despise me.   There's just no point in being around him though.  Now that I've spent time with him and realized how compatible we are, how much fun we could have together--it just can't be.  He has a girlfriend, and I have to respect his commitment to her.  Her.

I'm going to pull myself together and put this behind me.  I'm an adult.  Time to act like it.