A/N: My official previewer cracked up at this first chapter. Hopefully you will like it took. Enjoy.

Dear Diary, 13/11/1977

Wait. Scratch that, it sounds so lame. Its like something Snivellus would write into his
pathetic little gothic journal, recording all his depressing problems with life. Probably including how the anti-grease shampoo failed to work. Uh, there's an unpleasant thought. Snivelly in the shower. I swear the shivers up and down my spine just then weren't pretty. That is if he 'does' actually shower...

There's only one real main reason while I'm doing this, I'm copying Moony. Well, that and James is at Quidditch practice and I can't be bothered tolerating with anyone else at time.

It was a couple of nights ago in the Common Room and I was seeing how many times I could throw a Bertie Bots Every Flavor Bean and catch in my mouth. I was up to about 4 in a row when a choked on an Earwax flavor one, coughed and ended up flat on my back, half dead.

Okay, I'm exaggerating, I was almost dead. And Moony, the pratt, didn't bother a glance up at me from his book he was writing into to. Narrowing my eyes at him, I jumped to my feet, stole his book and ran away with it. People, this is boredom I'm talking about. It does things to you.

Obviously this book was important to Remus chased after me all the way up to the boy's dorms. Finally, Some entertainment besides embarrassing the hell outta Peter until he wets himself. Anyhoo, I attempted a commando roll onto my own bed, sorta..missed..and fell onto the wooden floor with a loud thump. Remus walked around the side of my bed and snatched the book outta of my hands, ignoring my constant whining and complaints.

"Serves you right" Remus breathed down at me, snapping the book shut with his fingertips.

I groaned once more and sat up, rubbing the back of my head and glanced up at Remus as if I had just experienced the most painful thing in my life. He rolled his eyes and held out his right hand to help me off the floor. Grateful, I took his hand and got to my feet, taking this opportunity to attempt to snatch the book again. But being a smartass and a quick learner, Remus dodged my surprise attack.

"Oh come on Moony, no secrets ever slip between us"

"What makes you think there's secrets in this?"

"Well, why would anyone run after someone if they just stole their homework?"

Remus smiled and stared at the small navy blue book gripped in his hands. Breathing a sigh, he turned and made his way out of the dorms again with me following by his side. "It's a journal if you must know"

"Letme see then"

"No!"

"Why not?"

"'Cause I don't want you to"

"That's stupid, let me see!"

My third attempt to snatch the book failed miserably again. Remus frowned at me as we reached the end of the stairs landing us back into the Gryffindor Common Room again. I narrowed my eyes at him and took a seat opposite from his seat on the couch were we began, eyeing him evilly. Remus had his 'journal' opened again and began writing in it some more, not taking his eyes off his work as he spoke.

"Fine, I'll start my own"

"Good, you do that"

Not the answer I wanted.

"Don't you want to look at it?"

"No"

"Why?"

"Because journals are private"

"Fine, then you can't look at mine then"

"Didn't want to"

Semi Silence.

"Can I see yours now?"

"No"

"You're no fun"

"I thought you were starting your own" Remus raised an eyebrow and looked up and straight at me. I shrugged and slouched in my arm chair once again, taking a hand full of more beans to munch on. "I will when I can be bothered"

So this Journal is officially used so Remus can't read it. If you're thinking "How childish is that..." Then you obviously have no idea what you're in for. This journal is all about Sirius Black. And I've wasted my first entry talking about this crap. Oh well...