Dinner was lovely last night, but the second batch of potions that Granddad gave Levi started working about halfway through the film and he went to sleep on my shoulder.

Must remember to thank him for putting my boyfriend to sleep on my birthday. I was not amused at the time, but I did get to see Levi in just his pants, so it wasn't all bad, I suppose.

Oh well. I did manage to wake him up enough to get him up and walking on his own and I apparated us out to the manor, and we ended up sleeping in one of the spare rooms. Levi was feeling much better in the morning, and we fooled around a bit... Probably would have fooled around more if that berk cousin of mine hadn't burst in on us. Happily, we are still only at the heavy petting stage... What I heard one of the yanks at the office refer to as "Third" the other day. I can only imagine how mortified we'd have been if we hadn't been just making out and feeling each other up.

Since we had a rare weekend to ourselves, We went to Ireland for breakfast, and then walked along the stony beach at Waterville. It was a clear enough day, and we could just see out to the Skellig Rocks. We wandered about the Ring of Kerry, stopping in Sneem for lunch, shopping at the wizards' market in Kenmare, and dinner in Killarney. After dinner, we strolled about Kilarney and saw the sights. Once it had gotten dark, we apparated back to the farm, and he kissed me good night and went home.

Must talk to Granddad about letting Levi onto the property. Will do so tomorrow. Tired tonight, must go to bed.