Diaries of Hogwarts Past
This chapter is dedicated to Amy – Ilyifw..
Chapter 11- 1st Year at Hogwarts
Lily's Diary, 6:55am 2nd September 1971:
I can't believe it.
I feel so stupid!
I was so mad at James for coming yesterday; I accidentally chucked the time-turner out the window.
OUT THE WINDOW!
We both ran straight to the window, and watch it get caught in a gust of wind and get blown into the lake.
THE LAKE!
We stood there in shock for about 5 minutes.
Then we turned to each other, and James, very loudly, said, 'Damn.'
I smacked him.
'This is all your fault! If you hadn't come in the first place, none of this would've happened!'
'Me!' he shouted back at me. "This is your fault! You should've put the bloody thing back on! Don't go blaming stuff at me when it's your fault!'
Then, I did the most embarrassing thing I could've done.
Realising what he said was true; I sat down on the couch, and began to cry.
Yes, I sat there pouring my eyes out.
James looked shocked.
Seriously, the look on his face was priceless.
All the time, I was saying, 'You're r-right! It is all m-my f-fault. I'm s-s-so s-s-sorry! Oh, th-this is a-all my f-fault! I-I've g-gone and t-trapped us here!'
James just stood there.
Obviously he had no experience on what to do if a girl just randomly sits down and starts crying.
Then, really awkwardly, he sits down next to me and puts an arm around my shoulder.
'Hey, it's ok.' He murmured. 'Everyone makes mistakes sometimes. Even I do. But I'm sorry for shouting at you. I shouldn't have. We have to think rationally. Tomorrow we're going to go to the lake while everyone is in class and get it back. It's ok.'
What do you know?
He has a sensitive side.
But after around half and hour I stopped crying.
I wiped my eyes and stood up.
I was about to say something, when we saw the Hogwarts Express in the distance.
Was it 1:30 already?
'Ok.' I said to James. 'We need a place to sleep where know one can see us, or hear us. Somewhere no one will go. Even teachers.'
He thought for a while.
Then he said, 'Forbidden Forest.'
I gasped. 'But that's forbidden!' I shouted.
He rolled his eyes. 'Yeah, I kinda gathered that. But no one goes in there. No one would find us.'
At that I had to think for a bit.
But, in the end I had to agree with James.
So we walked out of the common room, but it was then we realised getting out of the castle would be the hard part.
But it seemed James knew a way.
We walked up to a statue of a witch with a hump, and tapped it with his wand, saying, 'Dissedem.'
The hump widened, and he climbed in. 'Follow me!' He called to me, so cautiously I crawled in behind him.
There was a long passage.
It kept on going for ages, until suddenly the wall stopped.
James cautiously stood up, lifting up a trapdoor.
He slid the panel of stone aside and motioned for me to follow him out.
I stood up and he helped me climb out.
I gasped.
We were in the bottom of a cellar, filled with all the sweets you could imagine.
James slid the panel back over and looked around.
There was not much noise, all of it coming from upstairs.
James walked towards the stairs, picking up a couple of sweets as he walks past the crates.
Then he opens the door a crack, and peers out.
There was no way we were going to get out of there unseen.
But James still looked confident.
He pulled out his cloak and said, 'Get under.'
I had no idea what he was doing but I obeyed, and he slipped under as well.
Then he pushed open the door, and motioned for me to walk next to him.
It was then I realised what this was.
An invisibility cloak.
When he got out the door, he led me towards the shrieking shack.
I stopped. 'We can't go in there!' I hissed at him 'It's haunted!'
'It's the only way.' He said. "I know where I'm going. I promise.'
I still looked uncertain.
Then he said, really quietly 'Do you trust me?'
It was such a spontaneous question I looked up, surprised.
"I would never, ever let you get hurt Lily.' He told me. "I promise'
When he looked at me like that, I knew he was telling the truth.
All that arrogance and cockiness was gone, and I actually could see he was scared.
At first I immediately thought it was going into the shrieking shack that scared him, but then I saw it was fear of rejection.
Fear that I wouldn't believe him, and say no, I didn't trust him.
If he had asked me that question any other time, I would've said no.
But seeing the look in his eyes made me whisper, 'Yes.'
He took my hand and we slipped over the gate.
We ran up to the door and slipped inside.
He took the cloak off us and ran down this passageway.
It was really dark, but after a while I could see light, and a strange windy whipping sound.
Then James told me to wait, then le levitated something, and all the whipping sounds stopped.
Then I realised where we were.
The Whomping Willow.
At this point James put the cloak back on us, and we crept out.
He led me towards the little shack where the gamekeeper lived, and we snuck past it.
We went into the forest enough that we had to walk about 5 minutes north to get to the edge.
We didn't want anyone coming along and seeing us.
But now I'm lying on James' cloak (he insisted I lay on it), writing in you, because, it turns out I had you in my pocket.
I don't know how that happened, but maybe it slipped into it somehow.
But I'm glad I could write all this in when it's all fresh.
And my whole view on James has changed.
Well not my whole view.
He can still be arrogant and cocky, but I can see now why he's in Gryffindor.
I have no idea why I am though.
I'm so stupid for getting us into this mess.
I was too scared to sleep any longer.
I'll lie here until James wakes up.
Love, Lily.
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