Dear Diary
Written for the Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry- Potions 2
Dear bloody Diary,
I am so screwed. No, more than screwed. I am dead. I didn't mean to spill the beans to Lily about the surprised party that we were going to have for her 9th Birthday. It just...well spilled out! Everyone should know that James Sirius Potter is not good at keeping secrets, so I don't know why Mum would tell me. That woman puts too much hope into her kids!
Seriously though, it wasn't even my fault! It all started in the morning (the morning of Lily's birthday) when she sauntered in all cocksure and an annoying grin on her face. I asked her why she was looking all smug and she said that it was because she was sure that she was going to have a birthday party. I told her straight that she wasn't even going to get Nana Weasley's home baked cookies because something came up(I had to get her off the trail somehow!).
Lily, living up to her famous surname with her ever curious brain, asked why and...well I panicked and told her it's because been a huge accident at the ministry and someone had died. Anyone really senior within the ministry (or anyone important) had been called up to a highly important meeting meaning that no one cared about her stupid little birthday (I said those exact words).
Of course I mentally slapped myself on the back and wore a winning smile. But Lily wasn't smiling back, but actually looking quite fearful. Her bottom lip started shaking and a bundle of questions tumbled out of her mouth. What? What happened? Was dad involved? Is that why he isn't here this morning? Who died?
Me being me I tried to say that it wasn't that serious but Lily started arguing back saying if it wasn't serious why do all of the senior members from the ministry have to go to an 'high important meeting'. And then the waterworks started. The choice to tell the truth was an easy one, which is pretty surprising in my case. I told her that mum and dad went early in the morning because of her surprise party and Albus is actually with Grandma Molly not mum to make her cake.
What I didn't suspect after was her to burst into a fit of giggles and say that all she wanted to do was to find out if she was going to have Birthday party. I am telling you, if I had my wand and was allowed to do magic I would of hexed her into oblivion! The slimy rat. Birthday or not Birthday, I could of knocked the waffles out of her hand in that moment.
So long story short, because I was honest and told the truth I am currently being blackmailed into giving her some of my most prized WWW merchandise for her birthday. And you know what she is going to do if I don't comply. Argh! I hate siblings.
Now excuse me, I have to see whether or not I can find a fake spider to place on the little princesses cake.