Author's Note: Just to inform you all, this chapter is unedited. it will be edited once the beta I am considering for being my beta gets back to me So please take it under your consideration when you write a review. Which every single person should do once they read a new chapter that an author has written for you all. Yes I am speaking to all of you folks that don't review. Why not I make a deal with you all, if I get 5 more reviews than I got last time I will get the next chapter out to you all as soon as that 6th review has been written. However if it is not done, I won't post my unedited version of the next chapter until after my birthday, which is on the 16th of July. I find that fair. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
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'Sunday, October 10, 1976
Quidditch Pitch Waiting for Practice to begin
Dear Diary,
I can't believe I left you under my blanket in the common room yesterday. I thought that Sirius stole you. Anyways, guess what he writes in a diary. Never toke Sirius as a diary writing kind of bloke, but you might of never took me as a diary-writing girl. Anyways, now I have some information to blackmail him. Mwahhhh. evil grin
I am bored; quidditch practice starts in 30 minutes. I have no idea why I came early, stupid me. At least I brought you along, to fulfill my need of something exciting but unfortunately, that time has dreadfully passed. Awkward silence
Oooh, I have something to tell you. Dumbledore announced this morning that there is going to be a Halloween ball for fourth years and above. This is the first time in Hogwarts History, a Halloween Ball has happened. The Halloween Ball with most likely be the last Halloween Ball, seeing that people like Sirius will ruin it for us by, spiking the punch with Firewhiskey or something of that sort. Anyways, I am so excited because we get to dress up in costumes, like I did when I was little. Once when I was ten years old it was Halloween, I was a witch, which is funny because, just a few months later I found out that I was one. Good times, getting high on candy.'
"Lily what are you doing?" James finally appeared, dressed in his quidditch robes.
"Writing," I said as I placed my quill once again on the page.
Sorry, but I have to go now, James has arrived. Write in you later.
Lily
I put my diary away in my knapsack and stood up.
"I guess you want to go to the locker room now to put your knapsack away?" he said.
"Yah, I have to get my broom from the locker room as well," I said as I started walking towards the locker room.
"You know the locker rooms are locked," he said.
"Shit," I turned around, "that's why you are coming along."
I grabbed him by his ear and dragged him to the locker room," Lils you didn't have to drag me here, especially by the ear, it hurt."
"Stop being a baby and open the door," I demanded him. He pulled out the key and opened the door.
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"I can't believe, Dumbledore decided to tell us that we were going to have a Halloween Ball right after the Hogsmeade weekend. He is so stupid," I heard Victoria Vane say as I walked into the Great Hall. Just ignore her just ignore her.
"You know who else is stupid… you," my impulsiveness won over my conscience, go figure.
"Well, I have a date for the Halloween Ball and you don't," she flipped her blond hair over her shoulder.
I raise my eyebrows, "Who is your date then?"
"Why should I tell you?"
"I guess you don't have one then," I turned around and walked towards James and the Marauders.
"Well I do, and it's… someone in this Great Hall," I turned around and saw her face turning a bright shade of red. After all that, she stomped out of the Great Hall leaving her cronies behind.
I sit down next to Remus, whom is reading the Daily Prophet as of this moment, as well as sipping a cup of tea. He looks like a middle-age man; I think I see a sprout of grey hair looming at his scalp.
"Remus you know you are starting to have grey hair," I said as I picked up a piece of toast and spread chocolate spread on top of it.
"I do," he placed his cup of tea on the table, as well his Daily Prophet.
"Yes you do, must be all the stress from Sir Dufus head and All Mighty James," I bite into the toast. Yum, chocolate for breakfast, I think I am in heaven.
"You know James isn't All Mighty anymore," Remus picks up the newspaper from the table.
"Yah I know, but he is still All Mighty on the quidditch pitch."
"That's so true," James, says.
"All hail King James," I bow down to him which, causes everybody to look at me strangely," Did I just say that out loud?"
James nodded. I shrink down in my seat and munch on my chocolate toast. I hear squawking; I turn my head and see my owl coming straight towards me.
"AHHHHH, Cocoa is going to kill me," I scream, I tightly close my eyes and grab on to Remus arms. I think I might be hurting him.
"Ow, Lily, do you mind if you take your fingers off my arm? You are kind of hurting me."
I release his arm and open my eyes to see Cocoa sitting before me. In her mouth is a crème colored envelope, with curvy purple-inked lettering addressed to me.
"Sorry Remus," I say as I stroke Cocoa's chocolate brown fur coat, "How are you Cocoa?"
James leaned against the table, "Lils, why on earth did you call your owl Cocoa?"
"I was eating chocolate at the time I got her," I say as Cocoa releases the envelope from her mouth. I dig around my knapsack in order to find those owl treats that I always give her when she delivers a letter, "Here you go."
She flaps her wings and sets off, leaving the letter for me to read. I pick the letter up from the table the envelope read: 'To Lily'. I open the envelope and pulled out the letter.
'Saturday, October 9, 1976
Dear Lily,
Sorry, for not writing sooner, but life at the Potter residents have been hectic. As well, I have been ordered to work more hours at St. Mungos. Overall, both Harold and I are doing well. Harold is fine and as of this moment chasing after Death Eaters and saving lives like the heroic man, he is. I am just so worried about him. However, I rather not write about all my problems at the Potter residents. I rather talk about the good stuff that is happening here and ask you questions about how school is going. In addition, of course ask you why has not James written me a letter yet.
The only letters I get back from Hogwarts are those letters that McGonagall sends to inform me of James and Sirius's detentions and schemes. Talking about detentions, I have received a few concerning you. Chasing after Sirius in the library after he stole your diary, was a brilliant thing. Nevertheless, it is still a bad thing to do.
Anyways, how is writing in the diary so far? I have heard from Dumbledore that you have opened up quite a lot to James. I am very glad that my advice helped you a bit in your situation.
I hear Mr. Potter calling my name I guess he is home. Wait, he is home, because well he is calling my name.
Love,
Elizabeth Potter
P.S. Please write back soon, and tell James and Sirius to do as well. Oh yah, Mr. Potter says hello.'
"Who's the letter from?" I hear James ask.
"Your mother, do you want to read it?" he nods and I hand him the letter. His eyes scan the page, taking in all the words. His eyes lift off the page and he hands me the letter. I push the letter into my knapsack for later.
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'Sunday, October 10, 1976
Dear Elizabeth,
You know for the last few weeks, I have been writing only 'Dear Diary'. Now today I get to write a 'Dear Elizabeth', which is exciting in a way that I am writing a letter to someone whom can actually write back to me via owl.
Anyways to answer your simple but complex questions, I will say that school is fine; McGonagall hasn't erupted yet, spewing lava from her head. Sirius still has the way with the sluts, and picked up one who does not even know what ice cream is. Overall I would say school was fantastic note sarcasm
Oh yah, I have something to tell you. Dumbledore announced that there is going to be a Halloween Ball. This is the first Halloween Ball that Hogwarts has ever had. I am predicting that this will be our last. Some people cough Sirius cough will ruin it for us. Oh great, I just realized something I have no costume to wear. note to self pick up costume at Hogsmeade end of note to self.
Well I have to go finish my essay for Charms that I was working on earlier. Adieu.
Love,
Lily
P.S. Tell Harold Hi and that during Christmas break I am going to finally beat him in a game of chess.
P.S.S. James hasn't sent you a letter because he has been comforting me all day and night. Don't get you head in the clouds; he has been comforting me because of what happened over the summer.'
I place my quill next to the letter waiting till the emerald green ink on the paper dries. Meanwhile it dries I pull out a crème colored envelope (it looks like the one that Elizabeth sent me earlier today.) The emerald green ink has dried and I place the letter into the envelope and seal it. I place it into my knapsack, tomorrow I will have to send it.
'Saturday, October 30, 1976
Dear Diary,
After 3 weeks of agony, the Halloween Ball has finally arrived. And guess what I am not going, instead I am going to sit by the fire and read a book. Yep a book and watch my fellow Gryffindors come down to meet their dates in their ridicules costumes. I know that I will be kind of lonely all night, but still after hearing the clamorous girls in my dorm squeal about who their dates were was agonizing, to me. James might be upset with me that I did not tell him that I was not going. James does not have a date tonight, for some odd reason, girls were lining up to be his date, however he declined all the girls' requests.
Oh, looky people are starting to come down the stairs. Write in you later.
Lily
P.S.: You know I do have a large bag of candy and CHOCLATE next to me to occupy my time while the others are at the ball.'
The first person to arrive in the common room is………………………………..
Oh, it is just Bill, carrying a large pile of books, good lad, doing his homework on a Saturday night like I used to do when I had no friends. Oh, I was such a dork back then, wait I might still be one. scratches head
"Hello Bill," I say as he walks past the couch I am sitting on.
As I say those words, Poor Little Bill turns bright red, drops his large pile of books on –
"OW, MY BIG TOE HURTS."
"Bill, are you ok?"
"I'm alright," Bill mumbles as he picks up his books. My attention is diverted from Bill as I hear the loud boisterous voice of the Sir Dufus Head himself.
"Black, why are you wearing a kilt?" Sir Dufus Head strides over to me. I hear Bill cracking up which makes his books fall onto the floor and onto his big toe yet again.
"No, I am wearing a skirt."
"No, that's a kilt."
"No, I am wearing a skirt."
"No, that's a – I am just going to stop fighting now. Think it's a skirt I do not care."
"Well, it is a skirt and I love skirts. I might wear them everyday for now on," Sir Dufus Head swishes his skirt back and forth, "But I do not like the breeze that is passing under this skirt. Oh did I mention that I am not wearing any thing underneath this skirt."
I am totally disgusted, might as well block him out now and talk to Bill. But where in the hell did Bill go?
Oh, well I do not need Bill right now, I see James coming down the stairs, looking spiffy in his costume.
"Lils, why aren't you in a costume?"
"I do not feel like going."
"Why?"
"I just don't want to."
"Fine, but I do not want you to be alone, so I might as well join you and not go to this stupid dance."
"But, Prongsie you are going to miss out on the spiked punch," Sirius said.
"Padfoot, why are you wearing a skirt?"
"It's a kilt for crying out loud," Sirius screamed.
The girl that Sirius had in bed a few weeks ago came running over to Sirius, "Oh, Sirius do not cry."
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"…and thats when Sirius runs into a wall."
"Hahahahaha," James just told a funny story about Sirius, a cat, and a wall. Hehehehe, still laughing in the inside.
"Sirius is really stupid."
"But that's why we love him."
"I do not love him."
"Well most of us love him for his stupidity."
"Or just for his godlike appearance," I mumble under my breath.
James breaks out laughing, gosh he just looks so beautiful. The cackling fire behind him makes him angelic like. He looks so handsome, with his unruly soft black hair and chocolate hazel eyes. I have a desire to run my hands through his hair.
Oh my sugar lips, I hope I did not say that aloud. And how can I possibly crush on my best friend, that's like ew on so many levels. But, you can't really ignore how handsome and more mature he has become from last year.
"Lily are you ok?" James asks, "You have that weird dreamy look again."
"Yah, I am fine, just thinking about how much you were an arrogant prat last year."
"I was not an arrogant prat, ok maybe I was."
"Do you remember how I reacted, over the summer, when I found out that it was your family that I was going to stay with until I become of age?"
"Yah, but as time passed by, you came to like me," he paused for a second, "as a friend."
"I remember that day like it was yesterday, when I had the first recurring dream of my rape, you rushing into my room. Asking me if I was alright, laying down next to me, comforting me while I cried my heart out," I closed my eyes as a tear started to form in my eyes, "I miss my mum and dad, even though my dad raped me, but it was not his fault. It was mine, if I was never a witch, none of this terrible events would of never happened."
I fell into James muscular chest, hearing his heartbeat, tears soaking his comfortable t-shirt. He brushed his fingers through my hair," Lily look at me."
I look up into James' warm chocolaty eyes, "None of those terrible events were your fault, anyways if you were never a witch, I would of never of met you…. And you would of never have met me. I would be a arrogant, selfish prat for my whole life if you never had shown up in my life."
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'Sunday, October 31, 1976
Dear Diary,
Happy Halloween Diary, love the day; you get free CHOCLATE today, yum. Well as I said the day before, I didn't go to the Halloween Ball, but instead of staying alone all night with a big bag of candy. James stayed with me and kept me company when I cried. However, at the end of the night Sirius found James and I, sleeping on top of each other do not get your head in the clouds, we were just sleeping, I might have been drooling on James shirt, but that is not the point. Sirius found us this mourning, after a night of partying and maybe a bit more naughty stuff with slutty girl #16 and/or #90.
I really do love falling asleep on James, he is so comfy, however I do hate being waken up with Sirius prodding his wand in my skin. I think I just had experienced déjà vu. Freaky. Oh, I hear some chocolate calling my name.
Chocoholic Lily'
Mhmmm, chocolate god's best creation, or was it man's best creation. It does not really matter; it is still the best thing that was ever made.
"Watcha doing?" I hear someone say. I open my eyes to see Sir Dufus Head before of me.
"Savoring chocolate."
"Oh, that's good," Sirius scratches his head, "What does savoring mean?"
"I do not have time to explain what savoring means."
"Fine then I will go find the talking dictionary and ask him what it means."
"Fine then, go find him."
"But that means I have to go into the library."
"Do you need a chaperone?"
"Yes."
"Go away and go badger someone else."
"What does badger mean?"
And that's when Sir Dufus Head stole my diary from me, yet again.
And that's when I ran after him, leaving my almost finished chocolate and my useless books behind.
And that's when I earned another detention with Black, I have come to the conclusion that fate hates me.
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Author's Note: Remember to review, or you all won't get the new unedited version of the next chapter until the 17th of July. So I'll give you all until the 6th of July to review or whenever this story seems to been read by 30 to 50 people or so. Also, I will accept constructive criticism as a review, as well as this story stinks, or just a hello. Just review.
