Lily sat on the overstuffed couch that faced the open mouth of the Gryffindor fire place, while tracing her fingers along the suede spine of a black book. It was the begging of winter and the fire was welcoming. The heat was like a blanket being placed around her body only not as confining. Even though winter was often thought of as a harsh season, Lily thought greatly of it. There was just something lovely about the hole atmosphere of winter. It was comforting to her.
Like cheese. Lily thought back to when she was younger how it was a routine, for her mother and father to gather in Lily and Petunia's bedroom. Along with them was 4 slices of cheese. While tucking there daughters snugly in bed they would all eat the cheese that Lily had insisted upon her hole family having before bed. At first it was weird but avenchaly it became a habit, and if you didn't eat a slice of cheese before you went to sleep then you would find it rather hard to have any shut eye what so ever.
Carefully opening the old suede book, Lily flipped to the last page that was written on, and quickly scanned over the tidy print. As her gray cat, Soap cuddled between her thigh and shin (I.E her knee but I really didn't know how to properly word that so…) Lily fumbled for a pen. Under normal circumstances she wouldn't be writing in her diary in the common room, but not many students were gathered here. And the few that were weren't likely to bother her.
Dear Diary,
My day has gone rather well today…although I found it hard to concentrate in most of my classes. I keep looking over at Clarissa.
(I.E one of Lily's best friends and room mates) and her new boy friend Peter Sparks. I'm not sure if I have told you anything about him…but he too is in Griffindor and Clarissa's boa. They only started going out today, but they act like they have none each other for ages! The type of affection they show towards each other is rather sickening in my opinion.You're my diary and my best friend and I guess choosing to lie to you, isn't the best idea so I'll come forth and tell you the truth. I'm jealous! it's unbearable sometimes…watching them- how I long for someone to do what Peter dose to Clarissa to do to me. I have never really gone farther then holding hands. Oh wait! I'm so dense! I have been kissed! I feel like a fire cracker has exploded inside of me! I know it sounds pitiful but I feel a lot more mature now that I can say I HAVE been kissed. What a dope I am. I could one forget their first kiss so easily??? But enough of this first kiss business its rather dumb and it's making me feel like a immature little girl of the age 10 and not 16. But I still must declare this diary, I'm not as childish as I may appear right now.
It seems no matter what I think of to write I always find myself driving back to the hole subject of kissing, Peter, Clarissa, prudence, etc. so I must say good-bye now and head on to bed.
Yore's,
Lily
After quickly reading over what she wrote in her diary. Lily gathered her things and headed up to her room, with Soap following her every steep like a shadow.
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Disclaimer: I own none of the Harry Potter Characters that you recognize, its sad but true! I think that i will go sulk in a corner now!!!! *boo-who-who*
So what do you think? I know it's only the beginning, and everything but I'm working at it. And don't fear I WILL write longer chapters in the future. Just tell me what you think, I need some feed back. You'll be introduced to James and everyone else in the next chapter. Oh and I NEED A BETTA READER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know my spelling and grammar and etc. is horrible so I need someone!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please any one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP HELP HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-Jinxy
