A/N: Hello! Thalia here. This is (as you can probably tell) the diary of Gilderoy Lockhart. Basically, Aubrey was at my house, we were bored, and you know the rest. Because this is a diary, all of the entries will be rather short, but Aubrey and I will put at least two entries in each 'chapter'. And now, please read!

August 22nd

Dear Beloved Diary,

I, Gilderoy Lockhart, have been recently requested to profess in the Defense against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. After all, I am an expert . . . in a way. I have heard that I shall be professing the famous Harry Potter. I have also heard he can get himself into dramatic exhibitions, so I will have the ability to produce another, award winning, best seller novel!

Yours truly,

The one, the only, Gilderoy Lockhart

August 28th

Dear Recently Recovered Diary,

I deeply apologize that I have not been able to report to you in the last few days, for I did indeed misplace you. Tomorrow I will be placed in a lovely bookshop in Diagon Alley in which they sell my wonderful books. I am presently practicing my beautiful signature for the book autographing that I shall be performing there. I shall hope to see Harry Potter and become a companion to the – somewhat – fine lad.

Best wishes my dear diary,

Gilderoy Afitoni Lockhart

August 29th

Dear Precious Diary,

Today I went to the small shop and I almost brought up my lunch, for it was so crowded I received claustrophobia. However, the well-known Harry Potter was there, so I do believe that it was worthwhile. He truly has an obsession with fame, unlike yours truly who handles it quite maturely. However I cannot place blame on him for he is much younger than I. I very generously handed him my entire series free of charge, but he simply dropped them to a filthy wizard mother, who looked like she had been through much labor pain over the years, and went for ice cream one too many times! Now, diary I regret to say that I must, as they say in the country, "hit the hay", for I have to arise early to begin packing for Hogwarts.

Goodnight, sleep tight, don't allow the bed bugs to read your contents.

~G.A.L.

That's it. If you're wondering why it's all in italics, it's because I think it looks a bit more like handwriting, and this is supposed to look written, not typed. Still doesn't? Ah, well, I tried. In case you haven't figured it out yet, I co-wrote it with Aubrey. We worked on it EQUALLY. And we both love getting reveiws!

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