Hey Mate!

Hello Sirius.

I'll be frank. On a drunken dare, we read your diary. I was startled and alarmed when the next day, when all I thought I remembered was true.

Yeah Mate. You know you can always always ALWAYS come to me! My mum is more than happy to house your lazy arse!

Charming James.

Oh shut your trap, Remy. You are lucky I am allowing your pitiful history lessons into my charming "Hello Kitty Diary of Awesome".

He wanted to name it "Sirius is Sad and Needs a Kitty"

That was a brilliant title and you know it! You were just jealous you didn't think of it first.

Well.. Anyway. We decided after much debate that the "What Stays in the Common Room…" truth or dare would be our first story.

And away we go…

After the most brilliant and handsome, charming and intelligent- humble and meek- most brilliant James had sent his best mate off to the wonders of the Ravenclaw common room… Frank Longbottom made a fateful dare that would change their lives forever.

Frank approached the group with mischief in his eyes.

"Hey. James. Feel up for a dare?" He taunts, waggling his eyebrows in a way that made the two marauders wonder if there compadre should return as to not miss the excitement.

James, never one to back down shoots a quick "You know it!" back at Frank before waiting expectantly for the aforementioned dare to be presented.

"Spike. The. Punch." He deadpans, his voice the epitome of Siriusness. He pulls out a small vile of Zonko's undetectable alcoholic substitute. (A special prank, made to make the drink "drunk" without the illegality that would normally ensue.)

James scoops up the precious merchandise, and rushes to the table. He quickly dumps the potion into the refreshments, and scoops three glasses before anyone can question what he is doing. He hands them out to his unsuspecting 'friends'.

"Here. I saved you guys clean ones." He lies.

Having mastered the art of deceit in his first year, his friends fall into his carefully crafted plan. He only hoped that it was ENOUGH of the magic potion to get his far-to-tolerant friend's inhibitions lowered enough to drink another drink.

Long story short, it worked. The two friends of the scheming bastard were more drunk than the village alcoholic on a Friday night. They fumbled and tripped and spilled their darkest secrets.

"I kissed a girl!" Alice giggled. "AND I LIKED IT!"

"I think I might actually like Potter." Lily said quietly. Upon the stares she received; she proclaimed "GOTCHA! I'm not THAT drunk."

"I like boys." Remus muttered. Wow. James, really? This again... I thought we had this-

It was all true. Truer that the truest true. When secrets were flowing without prompting, James knew it was time to up the stakes.

"Truth. Or. Dare!" He proclaimed, strutting about the common room, with his shirt off. Taunting the poor werewolf who didn't hardly know what he had said- whether it be true or not. The drunken victims circled up like obedient sheep, not even remembering who this evil child really was.

The game started slowly. A few lesbian kisses between the sexiest of the Gryffindor ladies for the enjoyment of the gentlemen. The normal- "So-and-so in the closet with blah-blah" "Who do you like?" "Date-Dump-Marry" "Strip for Blah-blah" "Give so-and-so a lap dance" quickly grew old in the eyes of their fearless leader.

Then, an inebriated Remus brought up the idea he can't bring himself to regret.

"James. I dare you to read Sirius' diary."

To the credit of the totally, utterly, COMPLETELY wasted Moony, he did manage to wait until the group had dispersed mostly to their own dirty and despicable deeds. James, slightly tipsy himself agreed. Soon the pair was dumped into a world of hidden pain and misery.

Sirius... we don't have to tell you the rest. You were there, lived it, and wrote it. Hid it from all of us. We were blind.

Yeah, mate. That's all that happened.

In an odd way it was ironic. You weren't there, yet yours was the darkest secret shared.

Um.. alrighty then...

I never understood why you wanted to help a sickly werewolf like me before. I do now.

Siriusly Moons. SHUT UP. You're kind of a downer maaaaaaaan!

Are you stoned?

Anyways, Paddy. We have tons of stuff in store for you this summer!

Eighty-Six days worth! :D

Is that... and EMOTICON?

Good-bye, Jamie. Go snog Lily.

Will do! See you tomorrow Paddy. Don't let the witch get you down. It's Remy's day tomorrow. I am fairly certain he's got a nice long- dreadful- story in stock.

It's quite sad- That defeats the purpose! I thought you were smart!- BUT it has a happy ending. A really great ending. It's probably my favorite ending yet.

Oh dear. OH! We forgot Moons!

Ah yes, you're "Get out of Jail" card.

It's right here, pasted to the bottom of the page. It's a port-key.

Pass-word operated. "Hello, Kitty." is the pass. Use it sparingly though- It takes you straight to the Potters, and Ms. Potter isn't to let you leave- not even to pack.

Sorry Mate. It's for your own safety. See you on the morrow.

Bye, Padfoot.

THE FEARLESS PRONGS &

Yours,

Moony.

A/N- I have some things planned for "cheer-up" notes, and stories... But any ideas would be greatly appreciated. I will try and update often! I am really excited about this one. I have taken a liking to it. Please review, it's a new style and any criticism (CONSTRUCTIVE) is appreciated.