Dear Journal,

Hello, nice to meet you.

Hi, my name is Lily.

No, those don't seem right. How is one supposed to start off a diary entry? I think you're supposed to describe yourself and your day and thoughts...is that right? Blimey, I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. Well, here goes nothing.

Hello, my name is Lily Evans, and I really don't want to be writing this at all right now. Mum insists I keep a journal for my first year at Hogwarts, for some ungodly reason. All it sounds like is a bunch of writing, and my hand is already cramping up. Ow!

Where was I? Oh yeah, the introduction. Like I said, my name is Lily and right now I'm sitting on a train on the way to this mystical Hogwarts. That's right, a train. We're going to a wizarding school and the most magical transportation they have to offer is a train. I wasn't exactly expecting unicorns or something, but a train is so...boring. We left from the Kings Cross Station, the most Mugul or Mugle or however you spell it...anyway, one of the most ordinary places in England. Wow, I wonder what other fun and magical surprises are in store! Surely nothing can beat a train! (That all was sarcasm, if you can't tell.)

Sev is sitting next to me, and he's been trying to read what I'm writing a record number of nine times already. Oh, wait, make that ten – he spotted his name and I had to cover the words so he didn't read the entire thing.

It might not sound like it, but I'm grateful for Sev. He really knows a lot about the whole magic thing, and it's nice having a good friend. I don't quite know how, but I feel like we'll be friends for a long time – long past graduation, I'm sure.

I'll write again when I get to dorms. Sev just started off about something called Slytherin and how I should be in it. See, I'm already lost. Slither into what, exactly?


Dear Journal,

Oh boy, am I steamed! Right after I stopped writing, two absolute prats decided to jump in Sev's and my conversation and the whole thing turned into a Gryffindor versus Slytherin debate. Oh, it was terrible! I found out when we got here there has always been a bit of a rivalry, but that doesn't make it much better.

That git James was awful about it; he even tried to trip Sev when we were changing compartments! How low can you get? They gave him this awful nickname too, Snivellus or something like that. It's already catching on. Oh, I just know James and his stupid friend Sirius will be like the jocks from those movies Tuney and I used to watch! I will never get along with either of them, ever. In fact, in real life and even in this journal I will only refer to them by last names, and only when I have to. So there!

We also got sorted earlier and Sev got put into Slytherin like he wanted. Slight problem though: I got put into Gryffindor. Now we will almost never see each other. To make things worse, James, I mean, Potter and his sidekick are in Gryffindor as well. I wonder if transfers are allowed?

My roommates seem decent, at least. Most of them are pure blood (I think that's the term for it) and already know each other, but there are a few others I've talked to. Especially a girl named Alice, who sleeps in the bed next to me, seems really sweet. It's nice making friends, but I still wish I could talk to Sev and Tuney, but she's still mad at me. Maybe I could write her a letter?

Alice wants to gossip with me, so I have to go. I'll write as soon as I can again. Goodnight!


A/N: So? What do you think? Please review so I know if I should continue or not. This style of writing is actually really fun, hehe. Thanks for reading/reviewing!