Chapter 1- The Diary
Moody, Lupin, Ron, and all of the others had stayed true to their word. Harry received at least five letters from numerous people everyday to check up on him and see that everything was all right. It was nice to know that he was being thought about, but sometimes Harry wished the letters would stop coming so he could be alone for a while. Mrs. Wesley had tried to swoop Harry off to the Burrow, but Dumbledore insisted that Harry stay at the Dursley's, at least for most of the summer.
The Dursley's had been surprisingly easy on Harry since he had arrived home just a few weeks before. Dudley had actually begun to lose some of the rolls of fat from his body, so Aunt Petunia had quickly celebrated with a huge feast. Fortunately for Dudley, the weight had continued to come off, instead of all going back on considering the amount of food he had eaten that day. Uncle Vernon still displayed quite a sour look every time Harry entered the room, but Aunt Petunia seemed to have transformed into someone Harry had never met before. The thought had crossed his mind more than once that maybe his mother had acted somewhat in the manner that Aunt Petunia had since the start of the summer. Harry had never thought to describe Aunt Petunia as loving towards him before.
Despite Aunt Petunia's odd new kindness, Dudley and his gang still favored Harry for a good punching bag, though not as often as before, so Harry had stayed inside most of the last two weeks, enjoying the sounds of the new radio Aunt Petunia had installed in his room. Harry was listening to a Muggle News station looking out his open window towards the horizon when a soft knock came at the door.
"Yes?" Harry said not turning from the window.
The door cracked open and Aunt Petunia stuck her head in. "Harry..." she said and stopped. "Well, I found this. Its for you." And without another word she closed the door. Harry could hear her footsteps hurrying down the stairs. Turning around Harry was faced with a very old box sitting on his floor next to the door. Words written in very neat handwriting that Harry did not recognize read along the side of the box, "Lily's Room".
Harry stared at the box in shock. Lily, Lily as in his mother Lily? Carefully moving away from the window Harry knelt down next to the box. He reached out a hand to brush some of the dust from the top and found that it was not taped shut. Almost afraid, Harry pulled open the flaps and looked down into the opening. Staring back at him was a picture of his mother and father standing outside of Hogwarts on a beautiful summer day. Smiling, they waved up at him. In the background he could see Sirius making a face at the camera. He waved too.
Quickly setting the picture aside next to him Harry began to hastily pull everything out of the box. Pictures upon pictures came out, and Harry put them aside quickly, not able to bear the sight of Sirius' face. One picture caught his eye. In it stood four couples, waving energetically. One of which was his parents. The other three he did not at first recognize. Sirius he did, but the girl giggling at his side Harry did not know. Next to Sirius was Lupin and another mysterious girl. Lastly, Peter Pettigrew and a pretty young girl who was wearing a Hufflepuff scarf. Harry was shocked. Sirius had a girlfriend? Lupin? Peter? Harry shook his head, trying to imagine Sirius kissing anyone. Harry laughed, his first real laugh since he had arrived at the Dursley's.
At the bottom of the box was one last thing. It looked like a book of some sort, but when Harry pulled it out he realized it was a diary. His mother's diary. Cautiously Harry tipped open the cover and on the front page in the same handwriting that had been on the box read "Lily Evans- Any who reads these pages is asking for trouble". Harry turned the page but found the next one blank, and the next, and the next. The whole diary was blank. An image of Tom Riddle's diary filled Harry's mind and he looked down at the diary questionably. "Maybe she just never wrote in it," he thought. "Then why the warning?"
Taking out a quill from his open trunk, Harry cautiously let a drop of ink spill onto the page. It disappeared. Then words began frantically emerging across the page, spilling out in different colors of ink and in very different and distinct handwitings; the writing filled up every space on the page Harry had open.
Anne- Uh-oh! Someone didn't read the warning!!
Lily- Must be asking for trouble then.
Cassie- Too bad for him, or her. Probably a guy though. Am I right?
Harry wasn't sure if he was supposed to answer or not.
Cassie- Hello!! Are you blind? Or do you not have a name...
Harry scoffed. Picking up the quill he wrote.
Harry- I have a name. It's Harry. And you would be...?
Lily- Oh, that's a nice name. What do you want?
Anne- Oh, Lil, leave him alone. We haven't had anyone to talk to in
ages!
Sess- 'Ello girls! What's going on?
Cassie- Just torturing an innocent young boy...
Harry- I'm not innocent and I'm not young!
Harry was growing rather frustrated; afraid to lose his temper.
Cassie- Well then how old are you?
Harry- I'm fifteen, sixteen in a month. You still haven't told me
who you are, although I'm guessing one of you is Lily Evans.
Lily- Oh darn. The boy can read. I'm Lily.
Sess- Sess
Anne- Anne
Cassie- And the best for last, Cass... now what is it that you want?
Harry- I... found this box of stuff at a friend's house in their
attic. I guess the stuff belonged to his mother's sister.
No writing filled the page for some time.
Sess- Are you a Muggle?
Lily- How do you know my sister?
Cassie- What's you last name?
The writing came all at once.
Harry- No, I am not a Muggle. I will be a sixth year at Hogwarts. I
know Petunia as I said before, and why do you want to know my last
name?
Cassie- Because you remind me of someone... two people actually.
Harry- Potter
Sess- Lil, Lily its ok- Lil...
Lily- Potter, was your father James Potter?
Harry- And my mother was Lily Evans...
Harry wasn't sure what to do next. No writing came on the page for a few minutes. Then one last thing emerged on the now blank page in Cass's handwriting.
Cassie- When you return to Hogwarts we will tell you our story...
Moody, Lupin, Ron, and all of the others had stayed true to their word. Harry received at least five letters from numerous people everyday to check up on him and see that everything was all right. It was nice to know that he was being thought about, but sometimes Harry wished the letters would stop coming so he could be alone for a while. Mrs. Wesley had tried to swoop Harry off to the Burrow, but Dumbledore insisted that Harry stay at the Dursley's, at least for most of the summer.
The Dursley's had been surprisingly easy on Harry since he had arrived home just a few weeks before. Dudley had actually begun to lose some of the rolls of fat from his body, so Aunt Petunia had quickly celebrated with a huge feast. Fortunately for Dudley, the weight had continued to come off, instead of all going back on considering the amount of food he had eaten that day. Uncle Vernon still displayed quite a sour look every time Harry entered the room, but Aunt Petunia seemed to have transformed into someone Harry had never met before. The thought had crossed his mind more than once that maybe his mother had acted somewhat in the manner that Aunt Petunia had since the start of the summer. Harry had never thought to describe Aunt Petunia as loving towards him before.
Despite Aunt Petunia's odd new kindness, Dudley and his gang still favored Harry for a good punching bag, though not as often as before, so Harry had stayed inside most of the last two weeks, enjoying the sounds of the new radio Aunt Petunia had installed in his room. Harry was listening to a Muggle News station looking out his open window towards the horizon when a soft knock came at the door.
"Yes?" Harry said not turning from the window.
The door cracked open and Aunt Petunia stuck her head in. "Harry..." she said and stopped. "Well, I found this. Its for you." And without another word she closed the door. Harry could hear her footsteps hurrying down the stairs. Turning around Harry was faced with a very old box sitting on his floor next to the door. Words written in very neat handwriting that Harry did not recognize read along the side of the box, "Lily's Room".
Harry stared at the box in shock. Lily, Lily as in his mother Lily? Carefully moving away from the window Harry knelt down next to the box. He reached out a hand to brush some of the dust from the top and found that it was not taped shut. Almost afraid, Harry pulled open the flaps and looked down into the opening. Staring back at him was a picture of his mother and father standing outside of Hogwarts on a beautiful summer day. Smiling, they waved up at him. In the background he could see Sirius making a face at the camera. He waved too.
Quickly setting the picture aside next to him Harry began to hastily pull everything out of the box. Pictures upon pictures came out, and Harry put them aside quickly, not able to bear the sight of Sirius' face. One picture caught his eye. In it stood four couples, waving energetically. One of which was his parents. The other three he did not at first recognize. Sirius he did, but the girl giggling at his side Harry did not know. Next to Sirius was Lupin and another mysterious girl. Lastly, Peter Pettigrew and a pretty young girl who was wearing a Hufflepuff scarf. Harry was shocked. Sirius had a girlfriend? Lupin? Peter? Harry shook his head, trying to imagine Sirius kissing anyone. Harry laughed, his first real laugh since he had arrived at the Dursley's.
At the bottom of the box was one last thing. It looked like a book of some sort, but when Harry pulled it out he realized it was a diary. His mother's diary. Cautiously Harry tipped open the cover and on the front page in the same handwriting that had been on the box read "Lily Evans- Any who reads these pages is asking for trouble". Harry turned the page but found the next one blank, and the next, and the next. The whole diary was blank. An image of Tom Riddle's diary filled Harry's mind and he looked down at the diary questionably. "Maybe she just never wrote in it," he thought. "Then why the warning?"
Taking out a quill from his open trunk, Harry cautiously let a drop of ink spill onto the page. It disappeared. Then words began frantically emerging across the page, spilling out in different colors of ink and in very different and distinct handwitings; the writing filled up every space on the page Harry had open.
Anne- Uh-oh! Someone didn't read the warning!!
Lily- Must be asking for trouble then.
Cassie- Too bad for him, or her. Probably a guy though. Am I right?
Harry wasn't sure if he was supposed to answer or not.
Cassie- Hello!! Are you blind? Or do you not have a name...
Harry scoffed. Picking up the quill he wrote.
Harry- I have a name. It's Harry. And you would be...?
Lily- Oh, that's a nice name. What do you want?
Anne- Oh, Lil, leave him alone. We haven't had anyone to talk to in
ages!
Sess- 'Ello girls! What's going on?
Cassie- Just torturing an innocent young boy...
Harry- I'm not innocent and I'm not young!
Harry was growing rather frustrated; afraid to lose his temper.
Cassie- Well then how old are you?
Harry- I'm fifteen, sixteen in a month. You still haven't told me
who you are, although I'm guessing one of you is Lily Evans.
Lily- Oh darn. The boy can read. I'm Lily.
Sess- Sess
Anne- Anne
Cassie- And the best for last, Cass... now what is it that you want?
Harry- I... found this box of stuff at a friend's house in their
attic. I guess the stuff belonged to his mother's sister.
No writing filled the page for some time.
Sess- Are you a Muggle?
Lily- How do you know my sister?
Cassie- What's you last name?
The writing came all at once.
Harry- No, I am not a Muggle. I will be a sixth year at Hogwarts. I
know Petunia as I said before, and why do you want to know my last
name?
Cassie- Because you remind me of someone... two people actually.
Harry- Potter
Sess- Lil, Lily its ok- Lil...
Lily- Potter, was your father James Potter?
Harry- And my mother was Lily Evans...
Harry wasn't sure what to do next. No writing came on the page for a few minutes. Then one last thing emerged on the now blank page in Cass's handwriting.
Cassie- When you return to Hogwarts we will tell you our story...