December 26, 1977

Place: Gryffindor Common Room

Mood: Gleeful, Amused

It's been hard, this past day.

What? No! Not for me, but for Prongs. James would just about die if he knew what I was writing right now, but considering he's up in the dormitory brooding, I need to get this down quick and-

Oh, darn it. Lily's coming over. I need to-

…Hide. Hold on. Be right back.

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…That was the worst one minute of my life.

Lily says, 'What are you doing, Black? Writing in a diary?'

I pull the journal-journal-closer and say defensively, 'I prefer the term journal.'

Then I have to endure fifteen seconds of Lily staring at me like I'm a freak and then she says, 'Well, good job with that. And tell me when it's your time of the month, okay? I wouldn't want you to deal with such a new thing alone.' And then she walks away.

So basically she was implying in a not-so-witty way that I was being a girl. If Prongs was here he would agree with her and then they would kiss and get married and have tons of little Prongs-and-Lily-Evans-oh-snap-it's-Potter-kids running around and I'd be godfather to them all and they'd all live in Godric's Hollow and-

Right. I said it was hard this past day. Darn it, journal, try not to let my mind wander all the time, okay?

If James were here he would tell me to name it/you instead of calling it/you journal. But since he's not, I'm going to have it in my head and write it down.

'See, Padfoot, you just talked to it. Doesn't it deserve a name?'

'Shut up, Prongs.'

…I'm a strange little boy.

'Don't worry, Padfoot. Acceptance is the first step to recovery.'

Wow. I'm even hearing his voice in my head…

Actually, Sirius, I'm sitting right across from you, you daft toad.

Thanks for the insult, mate. It's really good for my esteem.

Well, you deserve it! You were almost going to tell them about my day. And we can't have that, now can we?

Wipe that little smirk off your face, Jamesie Pie. I know what you're going to do.

Oh yeah?

Yeah. You're going to jinx me.

Then what are you going to do about it?

I'm going to do…this!

…Ha. See how James made no comeback? I just Petrificus Totalused him. Take that, Jamesie Pie!

…His glaring is getting scary. I'll just…write now…

Okay, so, today, the day after Christmas, also known as Boxing Day, James and I woke up. It was a normal day, really. The birds were chirping. The sun was shining. James' hair was still neon pink. And we were all happy…

As happy as you can get after having a ruddy Christmas. No, no, Remus and Peter were just fine! Dancing around, having normal conversation, or, in Peter's case…screaming…

Ahem. I mean singing. It's rather hard to confuse the two when you're dealing with Peter.

So they were acting normal, and James and I were sulking, and we were walking down to the Great Hall, right? So then Snivellus walks by, and he calls to Jamesie, 'Nice hair, Potter.'

And so then James shoots back, 'I know, right? Come talk to me sometime, I'll help you liven up those greasy locks of yours.'

And so then Snape uses Levicorpus, (How unoriginal. I mean, how pathetic can this guy get, really? It's like it's his own signature curse or something. It's like, he thinks he owns it.) and James dangles upside down, so then James fires Stupefy, but it doesn't hit, so while I use Liberacorpus on Jamesie, James falls, and then he uses Petrificus Totalus (odd, huh?) and so Snape gets hit, but not before he uses Langlock and James' tongue is glued to the roof of his mouth. So then Lily comes and tells James to release the curse on 'Oh, so dear, fragile, precious Severus' (I added that, in case you couldn't tell. But you're a bloody diary, so what do you know?)

So James does and then as soon as Snape gets up he's like, 'Mudblood.'

And then James tries to hex him again, but fails, and Lily turns on him and demands the whole story, but he can't say anything, so Lily gets mad at him and storms away, so then Sinvelly's like,

'Goodbye, Potter.' And sneers and walks away, but James hits him in the back with Oppungo and Avis. And then he gets detention from McGonagall, who just happens to be walking by that moment.

Can you believe that?

Oh, yeah. And James is so depressed his head falls in his eggs, making his face covered in it.

*snickers* That was a good laugh, if I do say so myself.

So Jamesie Pie decides to visit the kitchens during a free period, right? (How would I know? James tells me everything. Are you really that thick? …Do you get my joke? 'Cause, you're a diary, and, I asked if you were thick, so, you know, thick pages and stuff…) And Filch catches him and he earns himself another detention.

His day gets worse, like failing his Potion and all that, but you really don't need to know.

Just name the stupid diary, Sirius.

J-James?

Remus released me. You git! I can't believe…

Now, now, James. The time for scolding will come later at a better time. Do you really want to make a fool of yourself in front of Gryffindors again? My, my, you odd little boy.

..So, then-Eeek!

Mr. Prongs would like to say that I cast Avis and Oppungo and I can do it again.

Right, James. But sheesh, do you really have to act like such a Malfoy…?

…I'm going to bed.

Alright, James. But be careful, that's the-….girls' dorm stairs.

*huffs* Lovely. Now I'm sure everyone thinks I'm as pervy and playerish as you.

Wh-what? *scoffs* I am not pervy or playerish!

Padfoot. You broke up with another of your girlfriends two weeks ago, and now you're going out on a date with Jennifer Summers from Ravenclaw.

Well-oh, snap! I have a date!

Yeah, mate.

Today?

Today, mate.

Now?

Right now, mate.

And-oh, stop it with the mate stuff already!

Sure, mate.

…I'm just…gonna go.

Signing off,

The Great Sirius Orion Black

…Good for you, mate.