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September 5, 9:30 pm

Dear Diary,

I'm not liking third year one bit. It seems like everyone has changed over the summer. It doesn't feel the same. The girls are acting really different and weird and they're always leaving me out. They always flock to the bathroom and put on make up and change their hair and it's driving me crazy! They're nice and all, but I wish it was like how it was last year. Everything's different.

Classes are getting harder too. I need to put in more effort. Transfiguration is especially hard—we're expected to make kittens disappear! I think I'll be able to cope though. I've always been really good in school.

The worst thing about this year is that Potter is in every single one of my classes. Every Single One! I took Care of Magical Creatures because I heard that Potter was taking Divination instead, but somehow his schedule got changed and now he's in that class with me. He told me he's recently taken an interest in magical animals. Pardon my language, but that sounds like total bollocks to me.

That's all for now,

Lily


September 6, 4:15 pm

Dear Diary,

Potter just asked me out. I was reading in the common room, and he just came up to me and asked me to go to Hogsmeade. I said no, straightaway, of course. The thing is, I think I actually shouted "No way, Potter, am I going out with you!" and everyone in the common room turned around and stared at me. And then I ran up here to my dorm.

I really hate this year.

Lily


September 9, 10:00 pm

Dear Diary,

Now I know why all the girls are acting funny. Apparently, they've all hit puberty sometime over the summer. That's what's making them suddenly care about makeup and how horrible their uniforms make them look, and boys. I never want to hit puberty.

I think they're partially jealous that Potter asked me out instead of them to. I really don't see why they're jealous of that, though. It was mortifying. I bet they think that I didn't deserve to get asked out because I haven't hit puberty. Stupid, conceited girls.

Lily.


September 9, around 2:00 am

Dear Diary,

I know I just wrote in you a few hours ago, but I just had this really weird dream. I dreamt that I was seventeen and I had just graduated from Hogwarts. And then when I was on the train, leaving Hogwarts for the last time, James came into my compartment and I was glad to see him—like I was really waiting for him. And then he sat down next to me and looked at me and said "I love you, Lils." And I told him I loved him too, James, and then we kissed. What was really weird was how real the dream felt, like I really meant it when I told him I loved him.

It was a nice dream. I like the feeling of being loved and being in love. Too bad that Potter isn't really like that at all. Part of me wants to believe that he could be like it, though. I guess I should try to give him a chance.

Love, Lils


September 10, 7:30

Dear Diary,

Forget about giving Potter that chance I wrote about before! He is horrible! Oh, he makes me so mad! Arrgh!

Right, so I go down to breakfast today, and him and his so-called "Marauders" are sitting at the table with huge smirks on their face. So I sit down and start eating when the Slytherins come over and start annoying me—calling me stupid things like "mudblood" and all that. Potter must have overheard because next thing I know, his voice is magnified and the whole Great Hall is hearing him say "DON'T EVER LET ME HEAR YOU CALL LILY THAT AGAIN!" And then there was a second or two of silence, and then everyone bursts out laughing and pointing at me. I'm so humiliated.

Lily