Every Entry
Disclaimer: Everything you recognize is JKR's.
A/N: I know I said there were only going to be 2 chapters, but there are going to be more. How many. I have no clue. Probably two or three more.
Please review ^^ I'll post the next chapter tomorrow or the day after. But I want at least three more reviews.
Everything in bold is what's written in Lily's journal.
-x-
Chapter two
Lying down on his bed, James opened the book. Apparently Lily had bought the diary at the beginning of the year, since her first entry was dated September 1st.
Dear Diary,
This is my first journal entry since 6th year started. Well, technically, it doesn't start until tomorrow.
Today was just the Sorting and the Welcome Feast.
I thought the day was going rather well because Petunia was over at her boyfriend's house and we
didn't have to make a scene when we said goodbye. She still screams when she sees an owl. Even
after six years. Honestly, I think she just likes the attention.
But anyway, my trunk was all packed, the weather was great and I didn't see Potter and his gang of jerks when I arrived on Platform 9 and ¾.
Remus isn't all that bad, but I do wish he'd exercise some control over his friends. He's not scared of them. He just doesn't tell them off.
But I'm wandering off topic again. I boarded the train, extremely happy. It was too good to be true. I probably jinxed it. I should've knocked on wood. I know it's silly to believe in superstitions but I thought it was silly to believe in dragons and witches before I got my letter. Look at me now. I'm a sixteen year old witch.
I'm doing it again. I'm off topic. It's just that I loosen up when I write in here. Usually I have to watch everything I do or say. I have to live up to everyone's high expectations. But, back to the train.
There was a brief meeting for the prefects with the Head boy and girl, and we got the passwords for the common rooms. Remus was there. He's the other Gryffindor prefect.
He looked sickly, poor boy. All those illnesses must've taken a toll on him. He's sick quite a lot.
We exchanged a few words before going our separate ways. I'm grown quite fond of him. We wrote to each other a couple of times over the summer.
James paused his reading. Lily fancied Remus? Sure sounded like it.
I did this partly to scare Petunia with all the owls. I'm terrible, I know.
I'd been sitting with my friends for about twenty minutes when in strolls Potter, as if he owns the compartment. He's doesn't walk, more of a swagger, really. He actually dared kiss my cheek. I saw red. I slapped him.
It was quite satisfying. He looked dumbstruck for a moment as if he couldn't believe that I had actually done that.
Then he smirked at me and turned his attention to Melody and Hazel as if nothing had happened. The nerve of him.
Well, what do you know? If he talked to her, she found him irritating. If he didn't, she got angry. What did she expect him to do?
He thinks he can ignore me? Well, two can play at that game. I didn't even look at him for the rest of the train ride.
"That's what she was doing!" James said out loud. "Looking an awfully like sulking to me."
The boys were shooed out while we changed and we arrived before they could return. The evening proceeded to the usual sorting and the feast was excellent. I've just gotten ready for bed. I think I'll turn in for the night. Classes start early tomorrow.
xoxo Lily.
P.S. Frank Longbottom is Head Boy. He is so handsome.
James jerked up from his laying position. Longbottom? She liked Longbottom? What about Remus? He went back and read the whole entry again. She could've written that about him in a friendly way, he supposed. But, she had said Longbottom was handsome.
The entry was written quite a while ago. As far as he knew, Longbottom was dating that Alice bird from Hufflepuff. Maybe Lily didn't like him anymore. Flipping a couple of pages, James started to read the next entry.
September 8th
Dear Diary,
The first week has been… interesting. Peeves did something to the pumpkin juice and for the first half hour after breakfast yesterday, everyone had blue faces. Merlin, if Peeves was a student, he would have been part of the Marauders. Trust me, not a good thing.
James was now sitting cross legged on his bed. "Hey! I happen to think anyone who is a marauder is very privileged. Besides, we wouldn't let just anyone in. Peeves' pranks are childish."
Since we're preparing for N.E.W.Ts now, the work load has increased and the work has become more advanced. I'm finding it a trifle hard to complete all the work with the prefect duties and the tutoring I've started.
Professor Flitwick has asked me to tutor a few students in Charms. I was surprised at how many students there were in need of Charms tutoring. I think Charms is quite easy.
James snorted. "Charms is not easy. It is the dullest subject besides History of Magic. No wonder so many people need tutoring. No one pays attention."
Some people even go as far as to say Charms is a weak branch of magic.
You wouldn't believe how many first years have trouble with the "Wingardium Leviosa" spell. There was a first year girl that turned her feather into a full fledged ostrich! The bird ran around the room like a chicken with its head cut off.
James stared at the entry in astonishment. Chickens could run after they had been beheaded? Amazing.
The students I was tutoring at the moment all scurried to one corner of the room, and left me to deal with the panicked bird. I had to fetch Professor McGonagall to take care of it. She was quite ticked off.
I noticed in Transfiguration that Hazel and Remus were making eyes at each other.
Hazel… which one of Lily's friends was that? James pondered this for a full five minutes before he came to a conclusion. The quiet one. Typical Moony. Picking someone just like him.
They caught me staring at them and they both blushed before looking away. Something is definitely going on. I'll have to figure it out.
Potter's sitting across from me surrounded by girls. I dunno why I started writing in the common room. It's really noisy and I'm finding it hard to concentrate. I'll update later.
xoxo Lily.
P.S. Frank is going out with Alice, a sixth year in Hufflepuff. I dunno why she's in that house. She's too smart to be a Hufflepuff. Anyhow, I'm happy for them. I hope a Hufflepuff never sees this. They may be dumb, but they hold grudges for a long while.
James grinned. He knew that from experience. It was not a good thing to dump a Hufflepuff and then date one of her friends. He was about the start another entry when Sirius came in.
"Mate, you better come down. Evans is up and she is not in a good mood. Apparently, she already found out that her diary is missing. She's mumbling something about the last entry."
James nodded, as he stuffed the journal in his trunk, under a pair of boxers. He followed Sirius back down stairs.