December 4th
Dear Diary,
Well... I have had an extremely strange day. I can't talk to anyone except Remus, and I can't find him, so instead I will poor out my feelings to you.
So, since I am partners with Remus in potions I decided to ask his opinion on what to do about my crush on James. But he didn't get around to giving me advice because a certain Marauder beginning with S and ending with S had decided to listen in on our conversation, and then... well he kind of had an extreme laughing fit and had to be carted off to the hospital wing. At that point I was fuming, I mean, out of all the people who could find out about my crush- Sirius had to be the worst! But stranger than that everyone has been staring at me all day and my forehead is really itchy. Perhaps I will go and check it out in a mirror. Be back in five!
*Five minutes later*
I AM GOING TO MURDER SIRIUS ORION BLACK IN HIS SLEEP! HE IS SO DEAD! I found out what was on my forehead. Not that bigger deal really. Just a WHOPPING GREAT SIGN SAYING "I FANCY JAMES POTTER!" (That won't come off!) And you may ask why it's Sirius that I am going to murder? Well just above my left eyebrow it happens to say "All rights reserved by Sirius Black" and as well as that- did mention? IT WON'T COME OFF!
So excuse me whilst I murder him!