A/N: Fast update, no? They'll be even faster if I get a little…inspiration. Wink Wink. You know what I'm saying… But if you don't, I mean review…
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Monday, October 1st
7th Years Girls Dorm, after Dinner
"Lily, where have you been?" Denise asked. "You weren't in any of your classes, so I told all of our professors that you were sick. I was seriously worried."
Aw. Isn't that cute? Denise totally missed me. Maybe she's more sympathetic than I thought she was.
"…and I was totally counting on you to do that potion today, you know I'm no good at that. I had to it all by myself. Slughorn was almost peeing himself laughing at the result."
Um, OR she just was just wanting to use me for her own selfish reasons. Just when I was starting to give her some credit…
"I am so glad you were concerned for my well being," I said, choosing to ignore the hunch that she WASN'T. "But I was in the kitchens…being consoled by a very lovable, sympathetic elf named Bowie."
"Oh, god." Denise rolled her eyes. "You didn't kill the bees, Lily. They're like kamikaze bees, okay? They did it to themselves."
So cold and uncaring, she was.
"I am not uncaring!" Denise snapped. "And don't write about me!"
Isn't she so self entered? I clearly had an epiphany, and all she can do is make up these lies--
"They aren't lies! I SEE YOU WRITING--"
--and so pushy. I can't understand why Professor McGonagall hasn't given her one of these--
"Because I'm not insane, like you clearly are."
"Do you mind?" I said, looking up to meet her angry gaze.
And that's how I got kicked out of the dorm room.
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Tuesday, October 2nd
Head Girls Room
I swear, I had a drawer full of socks. Toe socks, knee socks, all the socks you can imagine. They were all in my drawer. Until recently.
Where did all my socks go?
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Tuesday, October 2nd
Great Hall - Breakfast
"I just don't understand why you wouldn't bring me any socks. I owled, clearly asking to borrow a pair of socks." I said, confused. "You replied with a 'Sure'. 'Sure' means 'YES', Denise. Not 'NO'."
"I didn't think you were serious." Denise shrugged.
I scoffed. "I am sock-less. Did you think I was joking? Because asking to borrow socks isn't exactly funny."
"You're not funny."
Sometimes it feels like she's trying to hurt me.
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Tuesday, October 2nd
Transfiguration
"…today we will be having a pop quiz! Everybody take off one of your socks, and transfigure them into a sweater!"
This is a sick joke.
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F.J.S.B
Tuesday, October 2nd
Transfiguration
"Evans is glaring at you, Prongs." I said.
James looked across the room at Lily, and visibly cringed when he met her gaze. "Oh, god." He said. "She looks like she wants to kill me."
Remus frowned. "I think this bee situation upset her more than we thought it would."
"What is she doing?" I asked, watching as she put a bare leg on the desk. Lily jabbed her finger at her shin, and then at James. "Did you kick her in the shin or something?"
"No. I don't think so." James set his wand down, and put both of his hands the air, in a I have no idea what you're saying way.
Her eyes narrowed, if possible, even more. She pointed to her eye, tapped her forehead, pointed to James, then to ran her finger up and down her shin.
"I'm really hoping you know what she's saying…" I said.
James looked alarmed. "Maybe she want's me to shave her legs? Like, to make up for having her attacked?"
"That doesn't make any sense," Remus shook his head. "I don't think she would want you anywhere near her body--"
"Thanks, buddy."
"--When you have a razor in your hand." Remus finished.
Peter raised his eyebrows. "Maybe she wants you to shave your legs."
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The Diary of Lily Evans
Tuesday, October 2nd
Transfiguration
"The boy is dense." I stated. "He can't honestly play dumb with me. I know he stole my socks."
Denise slapped her forehead. "Why would James want to steal your socks?"
"They're very fashionable."
"His feet are like twice the size of your feet. He wouldn't fit into them" Denise said, reasonably. She thought it was reasonable, anyway.
"I don't know, Denise!" I said, running out of ideas. "Maybe he thought it would be a funny prank!"
Denise mumbled, "Sock jokes aren't funny…"
"I HAD REALLY WANTED TO BORROW A PAIR OF SOCKS. IT WAS NOT A JOKE."
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Wednesday, October 3rd
Great Hall - Breakfast
Today, Denise actually let me borrow a pair of socks. That made me think the day wouldn't be too bad.
Wrong-o, wrong-y, wrong.
I sat down on the bench next to Alice Prewitt, and smiled at her. When I reached for an orange…it disappeared with a little pop sound.
I looked around. No Marauders were in sight. Thinking I was hallucinating, maybe, I went to grab another one. It disappeared with a slightly louder popping noise.
"Alice, did that orange just disappear?"
She gave me a strange look. Jeez, I don't know why everyone always looks at me like I'm insane. I'm not. Not exactly. "I don't think so, Lily." She said gently.
"Huh," I said. "Could you maybe pass me one?"
After another strange look, she passed me one. It didn't disappear. "Ah, thank you." I said. Then, the second she looked away the orange disappeared. "What the frick?!!?" I shrieked.
More strange looks.
"The oranges are DISSAPEARING." I called out. "I'm not insane!!"
I don't think any of them believed me.
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A/N: Review. You know you want to. I'm running to 7/11, because I need energy drinks and twizzlers. Peace. I'll start writing the next chapter when I get back.