9th January 1971
Lily actually remembered my birthday! We were sitting by the merry-go-round where I told her about Hogsmeade (where I've never been, but mother tells me about it when she's in a good mood). She listened to me with such interest and delight, especially when I told her about Honeydukes and the endless shelves and types of candy they have that I sorely wished I had more exciting stories to tell her.
Anyways, she suddenly grabbed my hand and took me to that muggle shop down the corner and bought me this- this notebook, as it's called, and then took a little bag of cookies from her pocket, and gave it to me as well, saying in her gentle, soft voice, "Happy birthday, Severus! I made them myself". The cookies felt warm in my hands, and they looked like the most perfect cookies I have ever seen. I have hidden them under my bed and will eat them when mother decides to lock me in my room again.
And this book itself, I can still smell her scent on it- She only held it for a few minutes as we walked back to the playground, but when I put my face near its pages I know it's definitely got her smell. I will take care of it.
I hear father yelling again. His footsteps are coming up to my room- I must stop before he finds this.