With Your Kiss, My Life Begins [Harriet]

[Danny Bailey]

Harry,

How are you my love? I miss you so much!!! I've got loads to tell you, but with everything going on, I haven't even had time to finish homework, let alone spend any QT with my bestest. What's up girl?

xoxo Danny

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[Harriet London]

Danny Baby

I've been wondering where you've been recently, mister! You've been missing from my life so long, I was starting to wonder if you were just a figment of my imagination or not. A lot's happened, babe. Well, sort of. I've attracted the attention of a certain sexy young beater/quidditch captain. Let's not get too excited though, it's early days yet ;)

So what's kept you so incredibly busy that you couldn't find some love time for little old me? ;D

<3 Harri

[Danny Bailey]

Hello Miss Sexy Legs ;-)

I can assure you, I exist! If you want to come and pounce on me, you're very much allowed to, too! My bed's always free for you! Though I can imagine with your hot little quidditch catch [which you MUST tell me all about NAO btw] you might not want to do exactly that...

I've been "busy" haha. You know me. Though actually this time it's just one guy and it's horrible and crazy and wonderful all at once. Ahh save me, I'm turning into a sap at my old age.

xoxo Danny

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[Harriet London]

”Hey you, blondie!”

I'm really bad at this name thing...

Haha, oh I know I'm always welcome there, my love. But right now, I'm pretty nicely warm and curled up with a cover and comfortable. So you'll have to suffer for now! But yes. Dearest Mr. Kennedy. He's making my stomach do some funny things recently, which I blame whole-heartedly on his dashingly good looks.

Oh dear lord, you sound sickening! Go on then, spill the beans. What have you gotten yourself into?

YOURS FOREVER (kisskisskiss)

Harri

[Danny Bailey]

Haha, you suck at more than just that missy!

Oh geez, you can't be serious? We're both suffering from the looooove bug? Ugh. What happened to us Har? We used to be so good with our whole "love is for the weak" thing. Now we're turning into weaklings ourselves? I miss the old us.

I managed to land myself an Oli. Or well, that's kinda not true, but it could be in the cards. I'm not sure. We had this...(I'll tell you I'm wincing) awesome night. We talked (HE talked!), we kissed, he threw up, romance galore! xD

xoxo Danny

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[Harriet London]

I'm no weakling, sir! I'd never admit it was love, IF it was (which it's not) and you know it. I'm not weak. You're weak all on your own, Mr. Bailey

...I miss us too ): We suck.

Damn, he sounds like a real romantic. You're a fool, Daniel! I thought we said that boys who look like they'll break down if you even move too quickly are a definite no. Why are we breaking down all this hard work? Though if he actually said something to you, it can't be all that bad. So, what did he say?

I didn't even know he had a tongue. There's been some rumours, y'know. About it having been cut out or something. Or maybe I made that up, who knows...

I <3 you, mr. Mushy Man!

[Danny Bailey]

Yes I'm weak. I'm weak and pathetic and miserable and in love and blaaah. I want him. I want to like, be with him, hold his hand, make him smile. That's all I want and how incredibly corny is that?

I don't even want to move fast. How bad is that? I know I should back away, but I don't want to. And...I don't know. He seems to want me around. He kissed me. Not the other way around. That says something, right?

Which proves by the way that he DEFINITELY has a tongue. Mmm. I want more kisses. Bah, I suck.

xoxo Danny

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[Harriet London]

It's so corny. So, so corny I might actually heave. What has my stomach done to you, Mr. Bailey? Why has it upset you so much to deserve this?

I joke. In honesty, I have no room to talk. This boy's made me so incredibly mushy and romantic, I swear I've made myself ill. So, yeah. Once you feel better, I'll tell you all about it and you can tease me just as badly!

That's pretty awesome, though. That he kissed you. And that you like him so much, it's adorable. So unlike you, but very adorable. Let's be honest, you deserve someone to give you some constant love <3 Just be careful, please. I don't trust him as far as my sister could throw him (Because, you know, I could probably fold him up and throw him like a plane. Good Mood Julie isn't that strong. She's like the hulk)

Wait – backtrack a bit. He threw up? You haven't gotten THAT bad, have you?

<3 Harriettttttt

[Danny Bailey]

See, we both suck. Epically. Or epicly, however you write it. EPICLY, Harri. We suck so hard there's bound to be some black hole from the amount of air that's getting withdrawn from the world. Or, y'know, whatever, I don't even have the brains to come up with any euphemism that makes sense.

Sooooo...are you someone's girlfriend yet? Do I need to beat up this Mr Kennedy and tell him he'd better treat you right? Have we really gotten to *that* stage?

Heh. I'm not sure how things will go to be honest. I like him, he seems to like me, but you know my luck with relationships. Yeah, what relationships? I can just hear you ask. I'm bound to get it right sometime though, right?

Hah yeah he threw up. He was piss drunk when we met. Drunk minds speak sober words though...I hope. I'm going to feel like such a fool if he forgets all about our night; or worse, pretends nothing ever happened.

xoxo Danny

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[Danny Bailey]

A few days later, another letter arrives, the handwriting a little messier than usual.

Harri,

He wants to be friends.

..I've been drinking.

Help.

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[Harriet London]

Danny, what the hell? What happened?!

...Do you want me to come get you? Where are you?
<3

[Danny Bailey]

Please.

I need you. Oh God, I'm so stupid. I thought...I thought I could. That I deserved it. I'm so stupid. Stupid and pathetic, that's what I am. Stupid and pathetic and drunk.

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[Harriet London]

You silly, silly boy. You're not stupid at all. Stop putting yourself down. God, I'll kick his arse, I swear. Where are you? I'm coming to find you.

By the time the owl left with her letter, she was already out of her room and half way down the corridor.

[Danny Bailey]

Good question.

I think I'm in some empty classroom in the East Wing. Probably third floor. I climbed some stairs from the kitchen, at least. But like I said...I've been drinking.

And yeah, I am pathetic Har, when do I ever drink? I don't! I don't drink and I don't cry over boys! And I can always, always dance.

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[Harriet London]

Harriet speed-read the letter that was dropped in to her hands before she vaulted down the corridors, up the stairs and checked in every room on the third floor. Eventually, she found the blonde, on the fourth floor in the west wing. Obviously, his sense of direction was affected greatly by the amount of alcohol he had consumed, but now was no time for judgements like that.

On finding Danny, the Gryffindor promptly sat on him and wrapped her arms and legs around him. "Oh, you silly boy. You smell like a brewery." She told him softly, hugging him tightly to her. She didn't care much about the smell, she'd certainly been around worse, but that the boy had gotten this bad... It was heartbreaking. "You're not pathetic at all. You're not. Come on, what did he say?"