Disclaimer: I don't own the Forbidden Forest, Lily, Mary, Emmeline, Marlene, James, Sirius or the fourth year Gryffindor girl's dormitory.
I have come to a conclusion that is going to rock your world.
Said conclusion was that it was just too early for Mary to be awake.
There were several things that led me to this conclusion. The first was that it was a Saturday.
Isn't it written the Bible somewhere: Thou shall not get up before 7 am on a Saturday? It should be.
The second was that I had just cracked open an eyelid and discovered that not only was it before 7, it was 5:30.
5:30!!
And third and last was…well I couldn't think of anything, but it should be unlawful for her to be that perky.
I moaned and shut the curtains against the hateful light. Mary had turned on every light in the dormitory.
"Mary. You will turn off every frigging light in this dormitory, or I will be coming out to get you." Mary, who has heard this threat many times before, stands her ground.
"Guys it's our last week here. We have to make the most of it. We could go swimming-"
"And have the Marauders make it skinny dipping," Emmeline said, emerging from her bed, immaculate as ever. Mary continued, undeterred.
"Or go out on the grounds-"
"And have our hair turned multi-coloured," Marlene added in a muffled voice, referring to an incident a few weeks ago. Some kind of animal had escaped from the Care of Magical Creatures pen, leaving three first years with flashing vibrant hair, and tears of pain in their eyes.
"Or we could explore the Forbidden Forest," Mary finished. I gaped at her.
"And be EATEN!"
"Any way," Emmeline continued, the voice of reason, "It's not like we're not coming back." Mary was not about to give up though. She looked around the dormitory. Marlene had pulled her hangings so thoroughly shut that it looked as if she would never emerge again and Emmeline was headed for the shower. I felt an unnatural flicker of fear when her eyes lit on me.
"Lileee…Will you come with me….?" I realized something I'd forgotten to add in my diary. The power of Mary's puppy dog eyes. Her eyes are brown and (don't get me wrong here) not that special. But when she makes her sad face, well…it's persuasive. Grudgingly, I got up.
"Thaaank you!!" Mary said, handing me a thin outer robe to cover my pajamas (I had no intention of changing out of those). I pulled it on, grabbed my diary, and together we slipped out of the Gryffindor tower.
Ok, it was June, but God was it cold outside. I rubbed my poor bare arms and looked at the Forest.
"Remind me again why you want to go in here?" Mary turned her eyes on me and I sighed. "Fine, lead on." Mary grinned and skipped off into the Forest. I followed her, wishing I had chosen sturdier shoes.
I know you're going to be shocked about this, but within 2 minutes, we were hopelessly lost. I sighed (I'd been doing that a lot lately) and plopped down by a tree.
"We should just wait here for the sun to come up." Mary was standing next to me and biting her lip.
"Why did you want to come out here anyway?" she asked, looking at me.
"Me? This wasn't my idea, miss lets-get-up-at-5:30-and-explore-the-Forbidden-Forest." Mary made a kind of negative sound, but I ignored and pulled out the diary and a muggle ballpoint pen. Clicking the top, I opened the diary to the next fresh page.
"We'll just wait here for the sun to rise, and hope we don't get in trouble."
June 22nd, 1975
Dear Diary,
I am currently lost in the Forbidden Forest, thanks to Mary, and I seem to have a lot of spare time on my hands.
I traced my jaw with the pen, trying to remember what else I was going to write about. My brain hadn't really lost all of its sleep haze. Suddenly I remembered what I was going to right about the night before.
Now I am going to describe the Marauders (who I hate, by the way) but I'm going to get this over with as quickly as possible.
The Marauders are four arrogant Gryffindor boys who think they own the school. They know all the hallways better than anyone, but do they use this knowledge to help people? No they use to torment unsuspecting students, especially Sev, my friend since I was eight.
I will start with the least likeable first.
I use his name as little as possible, but I suppose I should record it for the sake of posterity. His name is…James Potter. From here on in, he shall be known as…The Annoying One.
The Annoying One keeps asking me to date him (eew!) but it's not because he likes me. No, since I do not fall at his feet like other girls, he only wants to date me.
Do you know what this means? No? Well I shall explain. It means every guy I've ever had a crush on has been hexed under "mysterious circumstances" and anyone who dated me, well you don't want to know what happened to them.
I am including a brief description just so you can see how deluded the other girls are. The Annoying One has messy black hair that makes him look like he just stepped off a broomstick (of course he's a Quidditch player- Chaser I think) and brown eyes. He is naturally talented, I'll give him that, but he doesn't apply his talents to the classroom. He is in short, nothing special, if he wasn't popular. I hate him.
The next member of Marauders is Sirius Black. Black has many relatives in Slytherin, a house that turns out more evil wizards than any other, and in my opinion, he should have been placed there too. He is good looking (even I will admit that) and has a sizeable fan club, especially in younger years. He has the family's dark hair, and steely grey eyes. Black is The Annoying One's main supporter when it comes to tormenting Slytherins, which they do often. Black is (unfortunately) quite as smart as The Annoying One, and uses his talents to come up with new hexes.
The third Marauder is Peter Pettigrew. Pettigrew is very strange little (in the most literal sense of the word) boy. He hero-worships The Annoying One and Black, to the point where he'd probably jump off a cliff if they asked him to. He is not naturally talented, like The Annoying One and Black, but I believe I have figured out why he is included in their group. Pettigrew can lie. Now many people can do this, but Pettigrew does it so well that by the end of his explanation, I've more than once thought I was the lying one. That is the only conclusion I can come to, since Pettigrew is neither a Quidditch player like The Annoying One, or good-looking, like Black.
The fourth and final member of the Marauders is Remus Lupin. He is the one I hate the least, which is to say, I don't want to murder him every time I set eyes on him. He actually makes an effort with his school work, but he's ill a lot, which probably doesn't help. He has sandy blond hair, and he's the only Marauder who's spent more time in the library than Emmy has.
I was about to write more about my current situation (thank God I was done with the Marauders), when I heard a shriek. Hastily I scribbled, Your Lovely Owner, Lily, at the bottom of the page, then I leapt to my feet.
"Mary?" She was no where to be seen. "Mary!" The sun was coming up, but I still shivered, thinking of all the horrible stories I'd heard about the Forest.
Then I did the stupidest thing possible. I stumbled off into the Forest.
"Mary!" I yelled, then yelped as a branch whapped my face. "Mary!" Suddenly, my foot caught on a root and I rolled forward, bouncing over tree roots, branches, and little plants.
Once I righted myself, I turned around to observe my surroundings. At first, it seemed to be an empty glade. Then I noticed Mary sitting on the ground.
"Mary! Why'd you disappear like that?" I dropped down next to her. She was holding her arm at an awkward angle.
"I was trying to see if I could find a way out," she said miserably. I was about to reprimand her, when I felt something tugging on my sleeve.
"What?" I asked.
'I didn't say anything," Mary said. Suddenly, she screamed and pulled her arm back. I could see that she'd scraped it at some point.
"Some thing licked me!" she said, eyes round as dinner plates. I looked around the little clearing, but could see nothing.
"C'mon," I said, tugging her to her feet. "Let's get out of here." Together, we raced out of the clearing, Mary yelping in surprise every few seconds. After while, Mary stopped yelping and we paused to get a breath of air.
"What- was- that?" I asked.
"No idea," Mary gasped, bracing herself on her knees. I dropped to the ground.
"We're well and truly lost now," I said, resigning myself to the inevitable. I could just picture the headlines: Student Missing, After Insane Friend Leads her Into the Forbidden Forest.
"Lost?" I heard a sickeningly familiar voice ask. "The great Lily Evans, lost?"
"Surely not mate. It must have been one of the vampires talking." Mary and I exchanged looks. Vampires?
"Would you look at that Jimmy! (Madelaine thinks said 'jimmy' nickname is stupid and annoying) She is here!" I rolled over to see two black-haired boys smirking at me.
"Well, I suppose we could help them out of the Forest." I pasted a fake smile on my face.
"Couldyouhelpus?"
"Pardon?" Black asked, cupping a hand around his ear.
"Could you help us?" I said through my teeth.
"What's the magic word?" The Annoying One asked, tapping his foot.
"Please!" Mary said. Then she gave a little shriek and pulled on her arm again. "Please?" she asked again. Black had a what-the-heck look on his face.
"Well, we may as well help them…" Black said and I breathed out a sigh of relief. "…but at what cost?" My relief changed to anger in half a second. The Annoying One tapped his chin.
"I think a date would be a fair price. Or…" his eyes lit up. "A kiss." Black howled with laughter. I grimaced.
"I guess we'll just stay here then." I crossed my arms over my chest. Mary looked at me pleadingly. "Fine." I huffed. The Annoying One closed his eyes and puckered his lips. Eeeewww. As quickly as humanly possible, I darted forward a pecked him on the lips. As soon as I touched him, flashes went off.
This was not some sign of how we're perfect for each other. No, the flashes were the work of Sirius Black and a wizarding camera. I pulled away and screamed.
"Blaaack!" I yelled, forgetting for the moment that I was in the middle of the Forbidden Forest, completely lost. I ran after him. I didn't know I was this fast, but I caught up with him and jumped him from behind. He fell on the ground, laughing and clutching his camera. I grabbed and started smashing it against a rock. Damn the stupid spells on his camera. Crash, crash, crash. Finally, it split open, and I realized…that there wasn't any film. He couldn't have taken a picture. Black was still shrieking with laughter (in an extremely girly way) and I chucked the camera at him.
"You have to get us out!" Mary said. "You promised." Her voice was trembling in a way that was very unlike her, and she was backed up against a tree trunk. The Annoying One was simply standing where I had left him, touching his mouth. I hauled Black to his feet.
"Show us the way out. Now." Black paled, but began to lead the way. After a few minutes of the three of us tramping through the Forest, he stopped.
"Oi, Jimmy!"(ARGHHHH) Black disappeared for a few seconds, then reappeared with a dazed The Annoying One in tow. Good God, the boy was still thinking about the. The. Oh God. I KISSED HIM!
Still June 22nd, but now its 9:30, thank God
Dear Diary,
I. I. I ki. You know what? Never mind.
Lily.
June 23, 1975
Dear Diary,
Last night I couldn't write it, but I feel it needs to be recorded. I kissed The Annoying One. But it wasn't willing. I had to do it, because Mary was being attacked by invisible licking things, and I didn't know the way out! And then I thought Black took a picture…It was horrible.
Lily.
A/N: Lily and James sitting in a tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G. D oooh! What does everyone think?? Oh, and does anyone know what the invisible licking things were??