6th May, 1888
Dear Diary,
I suppose you haven't forgotten how I tried to spend some Quality time with Professor Skeeter last week. How I decided to pretend to be just too engrossed in my re-potting work to have noticed the rest of the class leaving, and then - well, this part was accidental - but then I knocked over that Flitterbloom and it made Such a Mess and I was panicking so much I think Professor Skeeter thought I had mistaken the Flitterbloom for Devil's Snare and presumed I thought I was in danger, which... might have been nice if he had been able to save me from actual danger, but now all he must think is that I am a real imbecile. So then I was embarrassed about making the mess of his greenhouses and I'd forgotten he had another class coming in next so there were a line of faces peering through the greenhouse glass and about then I may have started stuttering...
So not the best impression for making him want to marry me one day. In any case, even if that were not the plan I would have still felt obliged to make up for being such a nuisance, so today I took down the box of sugar candies I bought from Honeyduke's on the Hogsmeade weekend yesterday and left them for him, all neatly arranged with a sprig of flowers - pink peonies for shame and bashfulness (my apology!), mixed in with some honey flowers (love sweet and secret) and primroses which are supposed to say "I can't live without you" which I realise is a little strong a sentiment but they didn't have anything else more suitable so! He will have to make do!
I didn't dare leave a note or sign my name, but I suppose he will be able to extract my meaning, won't he? I mean to go by again a time or two this week to "study" in the greenhouses. I may not have the excuse of OWLs or NEWTS coming up later this month, but I do have end-of-year exams all the same - Professor Skeeter will simply have to find time to give me some extra attention!
Love, Jemima
