A/N: I do not own any of the people you know (James Potter, Sirius Black, Petunia, Remus Lupin, Lily Evans, Peter Pettigrew, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Hagrid, Amos Diggory, or anyone else that I have forgotten to mention that you recognize from the amazing works of J. K. Rowling.) I do own Jenica Hayley Hailyana Potter, Ava Hawthorne, Olivia Patil, and others who you do not recognized. Though I would like to mention the amazing Emma who is amazingly amazing. And I apologize for the unromantic stuff. I'm rubbish at writing romance. This is proof.
I am Lily Amanda Evans. I am 17 years old. I am a girl, obviously. I am friends with Jenica Haley Hailyana Potter, Emma Li, and Ava Grace Hawthorne. I got twelve O.W.L.s in fifth year. I have a sister called Petunia Jane Evans. I am in Gryffindor. I am Head Girl. My parents are dead.
Jenica Haley Hailyana Potter is my best friend. She is tall, tanned, black hair, and hazel eyes. She is an excellent Beater on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team. The only sad thing is that she is the twin of one James Harold Potter, my worst enemy, and she looks exactly like him, except she's a girl.
James Harold Potter is my worst enemy. He is tall, tanned, black hair, and hazel eyes. He is the chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team. He is the twin of Jen. His best friend is Sirius Black, the other beater on the team.
Emma Li plays seeker on the Quidditch Team. She is Chinese and is tall for her age. Her black hair drifts to her waist. She is in all of the advanced classes with Jen, Ava, James, Sirius, Remus, and me.
Ava Hawthorne is another Chaser on our Quidditch Team. She is a half-blood witch. She enjoys cooking.
Remus Lupin is a werewolf. He doesn't know that the girls and I know. He is really smart. We kissed in second year, but I didn't want to go out with him. That year was the beginning of James's attempts at getting me to go out with him…
Severus Snape was my best friend until he called me…me…mud…mud…mudblo…the 'M' word. He tried to apologize, but I didn't want to associate with someone who called me that.
I hate Potter.
But this year he is starting to get attractive. He is—Kill me for this—handsome. He's also started to deflate his head a bit. He's stopped hexing everyone who looked at him weirdly. He's stopped asking me out every day at breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He has even told off Mary MacDonald for yelling at Snape!
As much as it pains me to admit it, I like having him as Head Boy. He sleeps in the same room as me, dorm that is, not room. He makes me so nervous when he tramps around in only his boxers, though it does look nice on him.
Love,
Lily
"You know, you don't have to hide the fact that you like me," said a boy from the doorway.
"I don't like you James," Lily said.
"Of course you do, sweetums," he said.
"Don't call me 'sweetums!'" Lily screamed and threw a pillow at James. He didn't give it back.
"I think I'll keep this," he said, "until you give me something in return." Lily scowled.
"That makes no sense!" Lily cried. "You took my pillow so why should I have to buy it back! Oh…I see why….damn you Potter!" Lily made a grab for the pillow, but he pulled it away.
"Uh-uh, you have to give me something and I'll give the pillow to you," James said. Lily huffed, crossed her arms over her chest, sat up in bed, and glared at James.
"What do you want?" asked Lily.
"Will you go out with me?" he asked. Lily rolled her eyes, she should have known.
"On the other hand, keep the pillow," she muttered.
"Thanks love," said James.
"LEAVE!"
"Of course love."
It took all of her willpower to not throw something at James but she managed until he left the room and threw another pillow at the door. Bloody Potter.
She opened up the journal again.
On second thought, I still hate him. He is always trying to get me, never giving up…though, that could be considered attractive…NO! I do NOT find Potter attractive! The world would die if I did!
Why do I even try? Good night. I will try to write tomorrow, but that will most likely not happen, BUT I WILL TRY!
Why am I talking (writing) to a book?
Love,
Lily