Ryo Angel
PG
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Dear Diary.
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August 13, 1971
Dear Diary,
Today is Friday the thirteenth... it's weird, all the superstition nonsense that I've been taught are real in the wizarding world. I've only been here for a few days and yet, it's as if I've never lived anywhere else. Remus told me to be careful around Hogwarts on days like today, claiming something about a poltergeist out to play tricks, but I don't believe him... Stupid James.
The snow fell gently from the darkened sky above and the pretty red-head sat quietly in the library, her emerald eyes following the path of a particular snowflake. Lily Evans shivered slightly and looked around her, wondering why the room had suddenly dropped several degrees. The slamming of a book jerked her senses and her eyes darted around the darkened room.
"Hello?" She called out. It was well past eight and by all rights she should be in her dorm before lights out, but she didn't want to be stuck in a room with a bunch of giggling witches-to-bes, so she snuck into the library after supper and stayed there since. "Sirius? Remus?" Standing up, she walked slowly around the book shelves, looking between the rows in search of her friends. Friends? Were they really her friends? Her teeth chattered as the library grew colder, what was going on? She pulled her coat closer to her as she continued her perusal down the aisles.
"Boo!"
A shriek of fear echoed down the hall and into the resident poltergeist's sensitive ears, the shriek like music to his ears. Following the source of it, he poked his head into the library wall and his eyes widened as he saw the red-head witch whispering hoarsely to a laughing black-haired warlock. "Interesting..." He mused to himself as he floated away, "Very... interesting..."
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"How dare you James!" Lily was beside herself, stupid James had nearly scared ten years of life from her.
The young warlock continued to chuckled, "It's your own stupid fault. Remus warned ya, you just didn't listen."
Lily narrowed her eyes, "Bloody imbecile." She stomped on his foot, spun on her heels and left, his hiss of pain left her feeling somewhat subdued, "Stupid James." She continued to mutter to herself as she approached the portrait of the Fat Lady, "Glittering Unicorns."
The portrait spun open and Lily hesitated a little before whispering something to the Fat Lady whose eyes widened and she nodded giddily, happy to take part in this nice revenge.
"Serves him right." Lily thought as she lay awake, straining her ears to hear anything that would abate her anger enough for sleep. A loud outraged cry lulled her right to dreamland, the whispering words of the sorting hat lingering in her mind, "Or perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends. Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends... You would do nicely there..."
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September 3, 1971
Dear Diary,
Could Potter be any more of a stuck-up? Everywhere I go, there he is, not only making a fool of himself, but costing us house points! Lord knows I only put up with him because of Remus and the rest of the gang. Otherwise... argh!
"All right class, today you learn how to ride brooms. For now, feet should stay strictly on the ground. There will be no taking off without my consent. Now, hold your hand over your broom and say up." The flying professor walked along the rows of students, giving encouragement when needed, "It takes time. Some people are born with it, and others... James Potter!"High in the air was abroomstickwith a certain warlock on board, "You come down here right now!"
As shecontinue to shriek at the misbehavingyoung warlock, twoof the seventh years happened to stroll by at that moment from the Slytherin house, a sneer on their faces as they took in the scene, "Look at that pathetic Gryffindor show off!"
"Narcissa, please, let's not tarry, we have important matters to see to." Her companion gave the flying figure a quick glance and scoffed, shaking his head, "Let's go."
"As you wish Lucius." The blonde witch followed her fiancé down the hall, tossing up her head in contempt. Why bother with such small, insignificant creatures? After all, soon the world would be theirs.
"Ten points off Gryffindor for disregarding instructions!" Madam Hooch huffed, taking the broomstick from James's hands, "And another ten points as well as detention with groundskeeper Ash for not landing immediately when told!"
A chorus of groans came from the Gryffindor students, how many more points can they lose?
Smirking and shaking their heads, Sirius and Peter piled on top of James as soon as he walked in the dorm door.
"Jamie my boy, we are not please, no we are not!" Sirius bellowed good-naturedly as James picked himself up.
James opened his mouth to speak when a bored voice cut in, "Please Sirius, you wanted to do that as badly as he did."
James pinpointed the source of the voice and glared at Lily who had her back to him sitting calmly in front of a roaring fire doing her Potions homework, "And I bet you didn't as well?"
His only answer was a bored yawn and the slamming of a book, "Well, I'm done for the day." She gathered up her books, "Good night, Sirius." She smiled affectionately, "Peter."
The sound of James Potter growling followed her up to her dorm room and stayed with her as she dreamed of charms and a certain wide-eyed boy.
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October 31, 1971
Dear Diary,
Halloween has come! Oh the festivities... I've never imagined that it would be this perfect! All the pumpkins. Oh such big pumpkins, as largeas Dad's garden shed out in the backyard. Terrifying faces curved in, illuminated by large, thick candles. And bats! Oh, there must be hundreds of them flitting about!
Shrieks of fear and surprise filled the grand hall as everyone filed in for the All Hollow's Eve feast. Hundreds of supposed blood-sucking bats flew around the darkened room, the only light was from the candles from within the pumpkin's mouths. A feast was laid out on the tables and from the flickering candles above, it seemed as though the entire room was filled with phantoms.
From the Slytherin's table, there were much scoffing and high falsettos in imitation of the First-year's shrieks of fear. "Imbeciles." Lucius muttered before turning to the first-year he had taken under his wing, frowning when he saw the look of longing that was directed to a certain lily among the rubble. "Severus, 'tis not well to look at her. She does not belong withus."
"But..." The small unkempt boy nodded resignedly, "Yes, Lucius." But his beetle-black eyes continued to follow the porcelain doll as she twirled around in wonderment. Why couldn't she be his? It's not fair! But... with a sigh, he tore his eyes away and focused on the discussion at hand. Spoken in code, only a select few knew what the discussion was really about - the ceremony of the Dark Mark. Lucius and Narcissa were both scheduled to have it this coming year when they graduated. Oh, to serve the Dark Lord!
A sudden silence filled the hall as everyone stilled and quieted. "Angels passing through." Lily murmured as she looked around, she felt like she was being observed. A sudden shudder and she narrowed her eyes when she caught James's eyes before they suddenly darted elsewhere, his face was completely innocent. "James! I should have known!"
"Are you all right?" Lily stilled her face and managed to get her temper under control when Remus approached.
"I'm fine. Just a little miffed is all."
Remus smiled, "Just enjoy the festivities." He looked around and saw the Slytherins huddled together, "In these dark times, it's hard for anyone to find enjoyment."
Lily cocked her head to one side, "You're only eleven Remus!" With that she pulled him to her, and rubbed her knuckles on his head, "Act your age!"
Laughing, Remus nodded and sat down with her, attacking the meal with the speed that befits a young boy. But though his appearance was happy, Lily noted that his eyes were dark with mysteries and he always looked so ill and exhausted. Maybe Madam Pomfrey would be able to help him. Tomorrow, she decided, she'll go to Madam Pomfrey for some advice.
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November 2, 1971
Dear Diary,
Something is wrong with Remus. I admit, following him wasn't the best idea and it was a good thing Headmaster Dumbledore was there to prevent me from going into the Whomping Willow, but... poor Remus.
The ancient Headmaster smiled faintly at Remus as he approached early that evening. "The moon is going to be full in a few hours."
Standing outside, they walked along Hogwarts grounds and Remus looked up at the moon, "Funny that I can see the moon now. So beautiful and round."
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, looking at his young charge, "M&M?" He offered, holding out a bag of chocolate.
Remus smiled and took a few. He stood to one side and chewed morosely as the Whomping Willow was subdued. He took one more look at the full moon and sighed, "Well, I'll see you in the morning, Headmaster..." He hesitated, "You too, Lily."
Sheepishly, the sneaky Lily came forth from her hiding place, "I didn't mean to follow you..." She stammered, "It... it's just that you always look so tired... and..."
"I understand, Lily..." Remus stopped abruptly, "I have to go." In a hurry, he disappeared into the hold of the Whomping Willow and all at once, Dumbledore moved away as it started on its arms started flying around again.
"Headmaster?" Lily gulped, unsure of what he would do.
"It's getting late," He said, "Come, walk with me."
In silence, they went into the castle walls, "Headmaster," Lily screwed up her courage, "What's wrong with Remus?"
Dumbledore paused for a second before resuming his walk, "That is something that I am not at the liberty to tell." They were at the portrait of the Fat Lady now and Lily was about to go in when Dumbledore stopped her, "For Remus's sake, tell no one of what you witnessed tonight."
Nodding, Lily went to her room and lay wide awake that night, shivering when she heard the calls of a lone wolf. "Remus, I hope you're all right."
The next afternoon, Lily pulled Remus into the library and after checking to see that no one was around, she proceeded to interrogate him, "Why were you at the Whomping Willow? Where did you go last night?"
Remus couldn't meet her eyes, "You would fear me if you knew." He said quietly, his body was slumped as if resigned to its fate.
"Try me." Lily folded her arms, "I may be a muggle, but I'm not afraid of the dark."
"What about werewolves?" Remus asked, if she was determined... so be it.
Lily frowned, "What about them?"
"Think about it. Last night was the full moon."
Lily did think about it and her heart went out to him, "Oh, Remus!"
"I received the bite as a youngster..." He told her bitterly, "I guess I should listen to my parent's and not wander off." He looked at her, "Well? Aren't you going to run away screaming now?"
"Why should I?"
"I'm dangerous, Lily." Remus couldn't believe the guts of this girl, but maybe it was because she doesn't know the implications of being near a werewolf. "I lose control of my inhibitions, becoming more wolf than human. I would attack anything and everything. Just one bite and you'll suffer the same curse I do."
Lily blinked, "You're not a werewolf now. Besides, even if you do turn into a werewolf, you've taken precautions, right?" Silly Remus. Just because she's a muggle witch, he should know that she's fearless!
Remus stared, "Right." He said slowly, "Right."
Lily smiled brilliantly, "So there!" She hugged him tightly, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. No one's going to hurt any of my friends! I promise!"
And Remus believes that nothing, not even death would dissuade her otherwise. A relieved smile graced his lips, he's found a friend. A real friend... and it was a relief that another knows of his secret. Finally.
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December 25, 1971
Dear Diary,
Tonight is the Yule ball, nobody has asked me to go with them, but I am going with Sirius and the gang. I do hope Potter would behave. He's a complete bint... although I do suppose he's been this way all his life. No matter what my mother says, boys will definitely not always be boys. If I shall ever have a boy, he will be the perfect angel!
I saw him today. I followed him to an empty room and found the strangest thing...
"James! Are you ready yet!" It's almost eight and the quartet have been waiting for James for almost half an hour, "We're going to be late!"
They were greeted with silence, "Merlin! How long does it take to get dressed?" Peter muttered, "Lily didn't take as long as he's taking!"
At the mention of her name, Lily smirked, "Some people just needs more time to primp and pretty themselves." As soon as she finished speaking, James came out, his hair sticking up from all directions and he tried to smooth out the wrinkles in his clothing, "And for some, it doesn't matter how long it takes."
Her friends snickered at her implication, but before James could retort, Siruis pushed them ahead, "We're going to be late as it is, let's move it!"
"What's your hurry anyways Siri?" Remus asked, "It doesn't end until midnight, we still have a few hours."
Sirius muttered something under his breath as he continued to urge them and Lily shrugged with the rest of them, "Maybe he has a date." She smiled conspiratorially, laughing as she was punched good-naturedly in the arm, "That hurts you wank..." She trailed off as she saw him, the boy from Diagon Alley. He turned a corner and disappeared from her view. "I'll see you guys in there."
"Where are you going?" Remus called after her.
"To the little girl's room!" She called back as she rounded the corner. "Where is he?" She murmured as she looked at the empty corridor. Suddenly she heard a door open to her left and she hurried, seeing him enter a room. Indecision warred in her mind, what was she doing? Following a complete stranger down the hall like this! Her mother surely taught her better! But... with a resolved face, she opened the door and slipped in.
Darkness shrouded her and she shuddered as a cold breeze wafted through. "Hello?" She called out, "Anybody there?" Taking out her wand, she spoke quickly and was relieved when candles were lit around her. She frowned at the empty room. There was no one there. In fact, there was nothing there save a table at the center of the room. "That's strange." She could have sworn he slipped in here. As she was about to leave, she saw that the table wasn't completely bare. In fact, there appears to be a present there. As she approached, she saw that it was addressed to her.
Completely baffled, she took the present and turned it around. There was her name, but it doesn't say who it's from. Looking around again, she sighed and walked slowly out of the room and ran straight to her dorm room. Everybody had gone to the Yule Ball and she was alone with her strange present. "Maybe it's from him..." She guessed with uncertainty.
Slowly unwrapping it, her mouth curved upwards as she saw what laid in front of her, "A diary." Etched intricately in silver was her name in the center of the leather book. "And a card." Setting the diary aside, she broke the seal and took it out, "Merry Christmas, Lily Evans. May Santa bring you all that you asked for. With love, TMR." Lily stared at the initials. TMR? Did she know anyone with those initials?
All through the night, she mused about this mysterious boy who left her this present. Needless to say, she never made it to the Yule Ball.
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January 1, 1972
Dear newest Diary,
Hello Lily.
With a surprised gasp, Lily stilled her quill and watched as words magically appeared.
My name is Tom. How was your day?
A little laugh and a smile still on her face, she began writing once more.
Dear Tom,
I received you as a Christmas present... although I'm somewhat hesitant to accept you...
Why?
Lily stared in astonishment. It writes back!
Anonymous strangers giving me presents are somewhat suspicious, don't you agree? Especially in times like these.
Yes. But all the same, I can hardly be considered dangerous.
Lily smiled as she wrote.
No. Hardly dangerous at all. In fact, you're going to be my new diary to keep for the new year...
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A/N: Merry Christmas! My present to you all. I think I'll try to update once a month. Hope you all like this chapter and please, reviews would be a very nice present this year
As for flames... they are welcome as well... considering it's about 40 degrees here and we have no heater... colder than ever! Brrr!
Also, I need some interesting names for Professors in Charms, DADA, Transfiguration, Divinations, Quidditch, andPotions.Any suggestions would be much appreciated!
Thank-you to those that reviewed - rei, fire-icecat, grace is an author, Desiree K Troy.
Special thanks to fire-icecat for reminding me that Tom is older than Lily... by 44 years actually when I went to look it up... but nonetheless, it's still their pairing...
Special mention to The Harry Potter Lexicon - - they truly are the encyclopedia to everything Harry Potter.
