December 27, 1975

Things are rather strange around here. Sirius awkwardly asked Mum what she thought of him staying here for the rest of his life. Mum was like, what?

But in the end she just said, "Well, if you're sure that you want to stay here, I can't stop you."

Even though she probably could, even when she's not in her prime time . Though…never mind. I don't really want to talk about it.

Love

Jen

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December 28, 1975

I forgot to say what I got for Christmas in all the rush of things and the dreams. Well. Here's what I got.

Mum: A key (which I have no idea to what it goes to)

James: a necklace with accord-moi le sommeil d'une bonne nuit (Grant me a goodnight's sleep)

Sirius, Remus & Peter: Maps of the Muggle and Wizarding world (no idea, again)

Lily: An object called a pen

Emma: a hair pin

Lina: several new hair-ties for my braid (she says I need some new ones)

Olivia: an invitation to her Christmas ball, next year

Me: A horrid dream that is going to stay in my mind for a long time.

When I asked James what the locket was for, he replied with, "It's in case you still have bad dreams about you know," he whispered the next part, "Sirius marrying you and then us all dying. The lady who sold it to me said that it could give you sleep.

I thanked him, but I doubted the likelihood of the locket actually working. The sleeping potion had worked, but this was different. You can't wean yourself off wearing a locket. I tried it that night, and it only gave me worse nightmares.

I doesn't work, but it's a nice gesture all the same. Even though he did ask me why I wasn't wearing it the next day.

Maybe I can get it uncharmed and just wear it then. I'll give it to Flitwick when we get back. Yes, that's what I'll do.

I still don't know what that key Mum gave me is to, and she hasn't told me, only just smiled and grinned saying I need to figure it out for myself.

And at least all of the Marauders aren't staying here, only Sirius, but Remus and Peter chipped in on his gift.

Which I will be using an awful lot in the next few years.

Maybe I should try and track my dreams?

No?

Anyway, I've got to go pound James and Sirius at a snowball fight, they won't know what hit them. Literally, I brewed a potion to make water invisible in condensed form for a moment.

Later!

Jen

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January 1, 1976

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

I can't wait to get back to Hogwarts!

Jen

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January 12, 1976

Sometimes I find myself almost writing 1975 still… Anyway.

Today in Potions Slughorn talked about O.W.L.s before continuing with the lesson. Which we didn't finish because he talked for so long. Then in Muggle Studies, Professor Bay said the same thing. By lunch time I was thoroughly fed up with these tests. Yes, we would actually be using some of the stuff, but not how the Muggles live.

I know, I know, I actually did sign up for the class, but still. No one is actually going to go into Muggle Studies areas. Except for Mr. Weasley. I had a dream about the Weasleys, you know the red-headed family. Harry was with them for some reason, and so was the bushy haired girl.

Jen

Later:

McGonagall, the singular person in the world who does not get angry, got angry today, at-you guessed it-me and Sirius.

For some reason, the git of all gits had decided to pass notes to me throughout her lecture on O.W.L.s. She wasn't pleased.

So hello to scrubbing the trophy room. With Sirius. Yay….(please note the sarcasm)

I'm guessing that she was being nice because she was ranting on about how important these O.W.L.s are to humanity and blah blah blah.

Jen has a poppy face.

Yes, thank you for that excellent observation Sirius. Now please, let's not go for another cleaning occasion. The Owlry is still stuck in my head.

Do you remember how we got out of that alive, Jenikins?

Don't call me Jenikins. My name is Jen.

Actually it is Jenica Hayley Hailyana Rebecca Rachel Marie Rosemary Rapunzel Lily Magenta Jillian Amanda Alyssa Sarah Emma Diane Potter.

Sure it is Sirius. Go away.

NEVER!

Sirius, Minnie's coming our way!

"Hey!" I shouted reaching out as McGonagall grabbed my journal.

"Is this much more interesting than my lesson is it, Miss Potter?" she asked, her face utterly menacing. "What exactly is it?" she demanded as she ruffled through the pages. Blank, thanks heaven to my wonderful charm. Only those who are worthy can read it. That means that no one who I don't want to can't. So why isn't Sirius included in that.

That's the real question. Why is Sirius exempted from so much.

"Well Miss Potter, you seem to have been saved by whatever spell is on this book. However, I must keep it, as it is a distraction to my teaching," she began to close the book, turning away. I stood up.

"No, please Professor. You can't take it. It's mine."

"And it is a distraction in my class Miss Potter, now if you would please remain seated for the remainder of the—

Later:
McGonagall shut the book and put it on her desk. Then, when her back was turned, Sirius slipped me a note.

If she doesn't give it back at the end of the lesson, I'll cause a distraction for you to steal it back.

It was a sweet offer, but wasn't needed. She merely just reminded me that if it happened again she would have to confiscate it.

"And Miss Potter, would you please tell Mr. Black your detention will start at 8 o'clock this Friday. And for your misbehavior concerning that book, both you and Mr. Black must report my room in the library every Monday and Wednesday from 7 o'clock until 9 o'clock to study for O.W.L.s. I will expect you tonight, so I suspect it would be a good idea to tell Mr. Black. Thank you."

Later:

Oh my freaking Merlin's pants. This meeting in the library is to actually study for exams under the supervision of McGonagall. Though she left after a few minutes, telling us she had told Madam Prince to not let us not study or leave before nine o'clock.

"What about Quidditch practice?" demanded Sirius when she had left. "I mean, we'll miss it eventually with our Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays taken up now. So unfair."

"If you two hadn't been passing notes in class I suspect you wouldn't be here." It was Emmiline Vance, our keeper on the Quidditch team.

"How'd you know?" I asked.

"I got the same punishment with good old Bridget and Thomas. We were goofing off in Transfiguration like we normally did and then, because McGonagall was talking about O.W.L.s , she went berserk and first gave us detention. So we continued, because detention isn't that awful. But then her next punishment was to study for exams, exactly like you lot." Emmiline's eyes lit up like she was telling a ghost story while she was speaking. "Don't worry, she stops showing up after the first few weeks, so all you have to do is just show up. You don't actually have to do anything, just saying."

"What about Quidditch?" asked Sirius, still insistent about it.

"She is head of Gryffindor house," I answered. "She does care about winning the cup."

"I'd say we have a fair chance this year, if we just win this last match," Emmiline said grinning. "Anyway, have fun with your study-buddy Jen." She grinned as she walked away, wiggling her fingers at me. I rolled my eyes.

It was no secret that the other girls on the Quidditch team thought me and Sirius should be together. And my future self obviously caved. But that's the one thing I won't cave to.

Merlin that sounds conceited. I know my friends are going to die, and I'm worried about who I'm dating.

"What's that Jen, you're worried about who you're dating?" asked Sirius, reading over my shoulder.

Later:

I really need to take off that charm where it records what is said when it's open.

Or maybe it's a cool feature to have.

Love,

Jen

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