I can’t help it that I’m a witch, sometimes I wish I weren’t. First of all, if I weren’t a witch, I would never have had to meet James Potter, the most arrogant, self-centered, conceited person EVER...Secondly, I would not have to endure being called a mudblood...Lastly, I would be home now. I would have gotten home from school hours ago, and now I might even be cooking dinner with my mom and sister.

I spent some more time with Lexie today over at her house. It was fun. Then, we went to the park to have a picnic…you’ll never guess who we saw there (and if you couldn’t tell…that statement was dripping and oozing with sarcasm…). Scott…and Daniel…somehow though, I’ve gotten into the habit of calling him Danny when I think about him. Damn it…I gave him a nickname…noone else calls him Danny. The food was good. It was a good thing we brought extra though, Scott eats like a pig…reminds me of Sirius. Not Daniel though…he doesn’t— Crap…mind…off…of…Daniel…

You, my faithful journal, could lose months of my life just because I decided not to update. And that would be horrible! Noone would know about me and Danny…noone would know that he kissed me yesterday…noone would know that we are going to the movies tonight(along with Lexie and Scott)…noone would know that…er…okay, I’m out of 'noone would knows'.

Dumbledore has lost his mind…I knew it would happen one day. But, why did it have to happen before he chose the Head Boy? No one in their right mind would have chosen…him to be head boy! And, no, Dumbledore didn’t choose a Slytherin…oh, how I wish that he had…he chose someone worse...

James is a git…a big fat git…actually, he’s not fat…but I’m angry and can and will say what I want when I am angry. I really thought he would listen to me. I mean, if he liked me he would listen…but noooooooooooo, he just has to go on with his stupid prank as planned. I mean, even just walking away and letting his friends continue the prank would have been better than doing it himself.

Lily took a deep breath before laying the parchment flat on the couch beside her. She gasped. It was definitely not what she had expected. She glanced around the common room to make sure that she was alone and then picked up the letter and read quietly out loud to herself, “Dear Lily, This might come as quite a shock, but I’ve given it a lot of thought; this thing that’s come between us can’t be ignored...

See, Jana and I had sort of a “girls night” last night (Saturday night, it is now VERY early Sunday morning :) ), just the two of us. Jana and I snuck down to the kitchens (I really hope no professors find you, journal) to get food (we almost got caught! Lucky the marauders were there) and then we brought it back up to our dormitory. It was, as much as I hate to admit it, fun in a strange way to be sneaking around the castle after hours.