Chapter Four: Interlude No. 1

Dear Diary,

Hello, diary. It's me, Lily…not that it would really be anyone else, would it? The summer has been going relatively well considering everything. It's two minutes past five right now and the wind is fierce outside of my window. Thunder is filling my ears as well as the pitter patter of the rain. Lightning occasionally lights my room up with a bright flash.

The reason I'm up so late (or early…I'm not sure which it's considered…I suppose late seeing as I haven't gone to sleep yet) is because Daddy and I were sitting on the porch listening to the rain and watching the flashes of lightning. We talked about school and friends…like we used to do when I was really little. Back then he would tell me stories…King Swami and his daughter Princess Lily lived in a giant castle…

Petunia never cared for the stories, so she simply wasn't in them.

I loved those stories when I was little. He used to tell me one every night before bed. When my parents divorced, he'd call me on the phone and tell me the story over the phone before bed when I was at my mother's house…after about a month and a half, I chose to go live with him while Petunia chose to stay with Mother. Daddy has always been the best, the most supportive and loving.

I'm really glad that he met Paula…I'm really glad that she stuck around after everything. And she doesn't care that I'm a witch like Mother does. Paula thinks it's cool. She's fascinated by magic and loves to thumb through my old textbooks every now and again. I love Paula and I love my dad.

He seems to think that I'll make Head Girl this year without a problem. I'm not so sure…I don't know how well I did on my exams at the end of last year. I think Marlene McKinnon from Ravenclaw may be able to beat me for the title. And if she does, good for her. She would really deserve it! She's a brilliant witch and SUCH a nice girl!

I wonder who the Head Boy will be this year…oh what am I saying?! Haha…it will be Remus Lupin, fellow Gryffindor. He's the most clever wizard in our year. Remus has been a great friend the past couple of weeks as well. I don't know…I never pictured myself hanging out with a Marauder and liking it, but Remus isn't like that ass James or that moron Sirius. Peter isn't that bad, but he's too easily influenced by James and Sirius.

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There are flashing lights outside