22 April 1969 – 7:00 (Tuesday)

Dear Diary,

Hello. I'm Lily. Mum and Dad just gave you to me as my birthday present. I've never had a diary before so this shall be a learning experience for both of us. I've just turned 11 and will be starting secondary school in the fall. Mum says that I will have lots of adventures and will need to write them down so as to not forget them. I do hope that I will have fun at secondary school. I am not yet sure which one I will go to though.I have written exams for several schools and Madam Eldridge's has offered me a place. I have to wait another month or so until I know if I've gotten into the other schools.

Petunia goes to Madam Eldridge's. Well, it's really Madam Eldridge's Academy for Young Ladies but that takes too long to write out. I think that Mum wants me to go there. She went to Madam Eldridge's and her and Dad put me on the waiting list when I was born.

I don't want to go there though. I have applied for a lot of schools this year other than M.E. And I am hoping that I will get into another one. Mum and Dad think that it is because I want to go to the best school but I just want to get away from Petunia.

It's not that I don't love Tunia. She's my sister, of course I love her. But she is constantly yelling at me and calling me a freak. As if I can help the fact that strange things happen around me. I can't. I wish I could but I can't. I also would love to be referred to as Lily instead of "Petunia's sister". I happen to like my name. I think it's pretty. Lily Marie Evans. Don't you think that my name is pretty?

As long as I can remember I've been living in Tunia's shadow. Everything I have ever done she has done first. My accomplishments are never a big deal. For instance, last year I was chosen to sing a solo in our school concert because I was the best in my year. But because Petunia had sung solos before all my parents said was "that's nice dear". No "good job Lily, we're proud of you".

Just once I would like to do something that Petunia can't. Something that is completely Lily. Something that will show that I am just as good as Petunia and that I'm not the freak she thinks I am.

I have to go. Mum's calling me down for breakfast. I have to go to school today but I will try to write some more tonight.

Lily Marie Evans

22 April 1969 – 18:30

Dear Diary,

My first day of being 11 is almost at an end. Strangely enough it feels the same as when I was 10. School was the same as usual. Today is Tuesday and my schedule was English Grammar, Maths, History, Lunch, Physical Education, Geography, and Religion. I have Religion classes everyday. Mum and Dad say that it is good to learn about your Religion. We are Christian. And every Sunday we go to church. My school is located in our church and is really small. There are only five of us graduating this year.

My best friend Emily goes to the same school as me. Then there is Michelle and Michael they're twins and are always together. The other person in our class is David. He lives next door to me. He is friends with the twins. He's one of the smartest in our class. I am the other one and it seems we are constantly competing to be the best.

Our teacher, Mr. Walker, gave us cupcakes at lunch because of my birthday. My cupcake had a candle in it and everyone sang happy birthday. I made a wish and blew it out. You should always make a wish when you blow out birthday candles. I want to tell you but I can't or else it won't come true.

School finished at 14:30 and afterwards my friends came over to my house for a party. Emily, Michelle, Michael and David were there. Plus Monica, Rachel, Stephanie, Brian and Stuart. They are in the years below me at school. Monica, Brian, and Stuart are in the year directly below and Rachel and Stephanie are in the year below that.

The party was a lot of fun. David accidentally fell into Stephanie, who has a major crush on him. He doesn't like her but I think that she is perfectly nice. We were taking the micky out of him all night for that. Saying that he "fell" for her. I'm still laughing about it.

I got a lot of really nice presents. Michelle and Michael gave me The White Album by the Beatles. Monica, David, Brian, and Stephanie gave me clothes. Rachel gave me a copy of Alice in Wonderland which is my favourite story. Stuart gave me a new teddy bear for my collection. I now have about 20. The one he gave me smells like chocolate.

The present that I like the best, other than you diary, was from Emily. She made a photo album for me. It has pictures of all our friends in it as well as a note from each of them. Her picture is at the front and she wrote at least two pages to me. Emily said that the photos and notes are so that when I'm away at a really smart school, I won't forget the people I grew up with.

Well, that is my day. Not very exciting is it? I need to go and finish my homework now but I will write again within the next few days.

Lily Marie Evans

25 April 1969 – 18:30 (Friday)

Dear Diary,

Well, here I am again. It's friday which means that I am off of regular school for two days. I still have religion classes but that is just one hour each day. Then on Sunday we go to church. The service usually lasts for two hours, from 9:00 until 11:00. The pastor gives his first sermen then we sing a few hymns and have communion. After that Pastor Matthews gives his second sermen and the choir sings some parting hymns. We have our religion class after church and we usually have lunch then too.

Not much has happened this week, other than my birthday. Mr Walker has been giving us a bit more homework than usual so as to get us ready for secondary school. Apparently they won't go easy on us there. I don't think that I will have much time to write in the coming weeks. Just this weekend I have two essays to complete as well as some workbook pages.

Emily is over for the night. She is in the shower at the moment which is why I have time to write in you. Next Friday I will be at her house. I like her house. It's full of interesting things. Her parents collect everything and refuse to throw things out. My parents are the complete opposite. Everything has to be tidy and if we don't use something for six months then it gets thrown out.

I think I hear Emily so I will say good-night.

Lily Marie Evans

8 May 1969 – 17:30 (Thursday)

Dear Diary,

I'm sorry I haven't written in so long. I have been very busy with school. Also my Grandmother Rayne is visiting this weekend and Mum wants the house to be spotless. Apparently Grandmother is difficult to please. Not that I've noticed that. She seems to like me perfectly fine. Grandmother Rayne is my grandmother on my Mum's side. She use to have red hair just like me.

That reminds me I haven't described myself to you have I? Well I am rather small for my age, I have red hair and green eyes. I look like Mum and Tunia except for my red hair. Did you know that it's rare to have red hair? Apparently it is. It's even rarer for someone to have two children with red hair. Which probably explains why Tunia and Mum has brownish-blonde hair. My eyes are also a brighter green then hers. Dad is a large man with dark brown hair. People are scared of him but he wouldn't hurt a fly he just looks scary.

The first time Tunia brought a guy friend over Dad walked in and the guy nearly ruined his trousers. You should have seen the look on his face. Not that I blame him but it was still funny. Though I really shouldn't laugh, it's not very Christian of me. After all you should always treat others as you would have them treat you. Or as Mr Walker likes to say, "think of what Jesus would do."

I shall finish describe the rest of my family now. Tunia is five years older than me and is of a rather disagreeable personality but she can be really nice at times. Like when I was six and Mishka (our cat at the time) was missing, Tunia made up flyers and put them out around the neighbourhood. And when I was sick with the chickenpox she would sit up reading with me so that I wouldn't scratch.

Uh oh. Mum's calling. I think she wants me to re-dust the living room... I think I might have missed a few spots. I will talk to you after Grandmother's visit.

Lily Marie Evans

11 May 1969 – 17:30 (Sunday)

Dear Diary,

Hello again. Grandmother Rayne has left. It was a rather uneventful weekend. Just the usual "oh how you've grown" and "I hope you're keeping up with your studies". She said that she is proud of me for not just going to Madam Eldridge's and for applying for different schools. Grandmother even said that when she visits for my graduation she will get me a kitten for graduating and getting into a good secondary school. Even if it's just Madam Eldridge's.

Classes were the same as usual. A bit boring but useful for my future. I want to become a doctor when I grow up so I will need to get good grades. It is really hard to get into medical school. That's another reason why I want to get into a good secondary school. Hopefully I will get accepted. Only a week left until I can start expect the letters.

Tunia gets back then as well. Madam Eldridges starts mid August and finishes end of May. I hope that nothing happens to ruin my last few weeks of primary. Strange things happen when Tunia is home. They usually happen when I'm mad at her but it's not my fault. Not that that will stop Tunia from blaming me for them.

Keep your fingers crossed for me will you? Wait... books don't have fingers. Keep your pages crossed.

I need to go. I still have some homework left and it is nearing bedtime.

Lily Marie Evans

28 May 1969 – 15:30 (Wednesday)

Dear Diary,

I know I haven't written in a few weeks. I hope that you will forgive me. I meant to write but things just kept coming up. Emily or David would come over to play. Then of course there was homework and chores. But I will have a lot more time to write for the next month as I'm grounded.

Tunia got home on the 24 May. We were fine for the first two days as she was hardly home. She was always off visiting her friends from primary. But on Monday she was home. That was fine because I was over at David's finishing off a school project that we were both having a bit of trouble with. But yesterday, Tunia was horrible to me. Dad had to work late and Mum had gone out grocery shopping so Tunia and me were at home alone. She started telling me that I was an ungrateful freak because I applied to go to other secondary schools. She said that I shouldn't be taking up places that others might need when I already have a place at a secondary school.

I got really mad at her then ran outside to clear my head. Running always helps to clear my head. I ran all the way to the park where I sat in the 'fort' that Emily and I made. It's really just this really old willow tree but if you go through the first layer of branches then you get into this room-like area. I just sat there and cried until all the tears were gone. Mum and Dad were back when I got home and they were mad that I just ran off like that so they sent me to my room to do my homework. Which was fair because I did run off without telling them where I was going. But I was still mad at Tunia because Mum and Dad wouldn't believe me when I told them what they said.

This morning Tunia woke the whole house and probably the whole neighbourhood with her screaming. Her hair had turned blue. I told her that the look suited her and she got really mad at me. She blamed me for it. Said that I put hair dye in her shampoo and that I had run out yesterday to buy it. I thought that was ridiculous but Mum and Dad believed her which is why I'm grounded with no privileges. I don't know what I will do other than homework and chores. But it only takes me an hour to do my homework and half an hour to do my chores. Maybe I should pick up a new hobby. But what would that be?

I don't know what else to write so I will leave off now.

Lily Marie Evans

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter world, Hogwarts, Lily, James, Siruis, Remus, Peter, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick, Hagrid, or any of the other characters that appear in the Harry Potter book series. I just borrow them, without asking but with all intentions of returning them at some point in time.