Oh please tell me I'm not a perv.
I am a grown woman.
(Despite being five foot one. I am grown. I used to be smaller and so this is proof if proof is needed.)
So. I am an adult. I am rushing up faster than I would like towards 30. I am grown up.
So can someone please tell me why I fancy the boy who plays Ron Weasley?
Plus, he has ginger hair (this does not actually matter to me, but I know some of you out there are ginger-ist. You big conventionally-attractive fascists.)
More importantly, he has a face that looks a bit like it was hastily assembled by someone with exceptionally large hands.
Harry Potter was ace.
But then I would say that.
I fancy the boy who plays Ron Weasley.
Dear me.
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Oh good god almighty.
I worry. I really do.
I am a perv! Oh god. What are the next steps?
(Caroline fancies Simon Cowell. Surely this is worse? Sorry Caroline...)
It's not being ginger with a playdoh face that puts me off him, it's his name.
Could you really live with being Mrs Rupert Grint? Eep!
Also, Daniel Radcliffe's torso in a fitted tee blinded me to anyone/thing else.
Angie, I know. It's the Grint that is realy the nail in the coffin.
Now Daniel Radcliffe, as built as the young thing is, I really find far too earnest for anything. Anything vaguely attractive anyway.
Wierd, but I get the Rupert Grint thing.
I think he has nice lips and just looks kind of cheeky.
I'm sure this is very wrong as I am 32, but he's got something...
Hooray Jo! I am so pleased! He is 19, so it's not entirely terrible. I think it is the cheeky bit that gets me too. And the shaggy hair.
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