Dear Diary-
I'M HEAD GIRL!!!!!!!!!! The letter came today including a badge! Call me a nerd, but I am so excited right now. Well, excited and a bit scared. It's such a responsibility. When I told mum and dad, they congratulated me and bought me a cake. When I told Petunia, my snobby older sister (as you recall…), she asked me if I fancied a punch in the nose. Some things never change.
I wonder who the new Head Boy will be. Maybe Amos, but he's a conceited prat. Lupin, maybe? Well he's a Gryffindor, and they probably wouldn't choose two Gryffindors. Right now I really don't care—I mean, it won't be any real jerks like Potter- they get in too much trouble.
So, anyhow, I'm almost to the train station, so I better go. Can't WAIT to see Viola, Mariko, and Corynne. I can't believe I didn't see them all summer- I wonder if any of them have changed?
-Lily
The Hogwarts Express was waiting, but I didn't want to board yet. Where was everyone? Maybe Corynne and Mariko are already on the train, I thought, and stepped towards the train, before I heard:
"LILY! LILY! Wait up!"
I turned around to see Viola, blonde hair flowing behind her as she ran up to me. "Viola!" I said as we hugged each other. "Oh my god, I haven't seen you in so long!" Viola looked the same as always, except her skin was tanned now. "How was southern France?" I asked as we pulled apart.
"It was amazing! I met someone!"
"Viola! You just broke up with Troy at the end of the school year!" I exclaimed as we hauled our heavy luggage to the train.
"Exactly!"
We both laughed as we climbed up the steps to the train.
"So, how's that long distance thing going to work out, Vi?"
She giggled. "I doubt it will. I gave him this address, but come on, does he seriously expect me to make that much of an effort?"
That's the thing about Vi, I thought as we made our way to a compartment. She goes out with loads of guys and never thinks anything of it. As she tells me, "I'm barely 17! How can they expect me to be tied down like that?"
That's not my attitude. Well I hardly know what my attitude is, seeing as my one boyfriend was in 5th year when I was trying to get Potter to stop asking me out and said yes to that random Ravenclaw who asked me out. He was nice enough, but let's face it, I was using him. So I pretty much have no experience, with the exception of two awkward kisses.
We were walking down the train, trying to find a place to sit, when Viola asked, "Oh, how was your summer?"
I smiled. "I'm Head Girl!"
"I so knew you would be! I TOLD you that you'd be top! This is so cool—we can use your special Head Girl privileges."
I couldn't contradict her about her knowing I would be Head Girl. I had protested when she brought it up last year, but even I considered deep down that it would happen. "Yes," I said. "I know. I'm not so sure about you using my privileges though," I told her and laughed.
As we looked for a compartment, I accidentally bumped into Corynne (she is very short—she's probably only 5'1") "Ohmigod!" Corynne squealed when she saw me. "Lily! I haven't seen you in ages!" Corynne gave me one of her infamous strangling hugs.
As she pulled away and I gasped for breath, I asked her, "Have you seen Mariko?"
"Yah, she's in my compartment. I was just going to see if you guys were here… you ARE late… but I'll show you where we are."
Viola and I followed Corynne to where Mariko was sketching. Her black hair pulled back, her almond-shaped eyes were focused on her drawing pad. "Hey Mariko!" Viola said, and waved her hand in front of the Japanese beauty's face.
Mariko looked up, surprised. "Oh! Hi everyone! Whoa, Viola, you got REALLY tan!" Mariko smiled at all of us. Although most people think she is snotty because she barely talks to anyone, she's just shy. Once you get to know her, she opens up.
Viola grabbed Mariko's sketchbook. "Hey cool! It's a, like, mountain, with a creek and flowers and trees and-"
"Give me that!" Mariko cried and the two of them started to try to grab the sketchbook from each other. "Stop it you guys!" I laughed. As Mariko grabbed her sketchbook back, I flopped down on an open space in the compartment. "Guess what?" I asked. "I'm H—"
"Oh crap!" I cried. My friends stared up at me as I opened the compartment door.
"What is it?" Corynne asked.
"I was supposed to meet the heads when I first got on! I can't believe I forgot! Ohgodohgodohgod what will I do?!?!?"
Viola pushed me out the door. "What you'll do is GO! NOW! And tell us about it when you're done!" She slammed the door. I was glad that I had Viola on my side—although she could be harsh, she was one of my best friends.
I ran down the halls and opened the door to the heads and prefects compartment. Professor Dumbledore gazed at me, then smiled. "Sit down, Lily." I sighed with relief. Dumbledore wasn't pointing out my obvious late-ness of over 15 minutes!
"Nice, Evans," a boy's voice said.
I looked down to see no other than James Potter. My mouth fell open in shock.
"What? I'm Head Boy."