October 31 - December 25, 1970
Dear Diary, October 31, 1970
So much for waiting a week to continue writing. Well I have a lot to tell you. First of all that awful boy I saw at the sorting ceremony is named Severus Snape. He is hideous, and yet very smug, and thinks he is God's gift to girls. I am disgusted by him. During one of my first defense against the dark arts classes he called me a mudblood before the entire class. I was humiliated and horrified, I honestly didn't care what he thought, but I couldn't bear taunting from others. James was furious, Madame Piqua would not let him hex Snape for being so cruel to me, but I was grateful to him anyway. I am still hopelessly languishing after James, and I believe that Anise is suspicious of that. I must be careful not to reveal anything when she mentions James to me. James is very kind to me, and we do everything together. We have had some splendid nights on the castle grounds.
One evening James took me flying on his broom, we hid under his invisibility cloak which I am fascinated by, in order to avoid being caught by a teacher. I remember feeling dizzy as we swerved through trees across the grounds, and James wrapped an arm around my waist to steady me. I still remember how nice it felt to have him holding me so close. That night was splendid, and we watched the sky streaked with rose, and golden light as the sun set. James is the greatest friend I have ever had, and I will regret the day that we move our separate ways after graduation from Hogwarts.
Obviously tonight is Halloween, James, Anise, Remus, and I are planning on visiting Hagrid, the assistant gamekeeper tonight. We will have a grand party which will rival any ball. James and I wanted to go as friends, but the ball was restricted to fourth years and above. I was extremely disappointed when I was informed about that, but now I do not mind in the least.
Later:
I fell asleep in the common room, curled up in a quiet corner that I had to search for, for ten minutes. I awoke with James' face hovering above me. I stumbled into his grasp, and steadying me, he helped me into my dormitory. I am exhausted still and it is midnight. My stomach is unfortunately upset, I fear I gobbled up too much candy for me to handle. Tomorrow I won't be able to go to classes, and James will miss me, but Anise will hopefully inform the teachers about my plight. Now I need to sleep.
Sincerely, Lily
Dear Diary, November 1, 1970
It is early evening and my sickness has left my system, finally. I felt dreadful for hours, and after classes, Anise and James hovered over me, eager to help in any way. I feel horrible because I spit up on James. He was not disgusted, he just held my hand while Anise cleaned him up. I felt so horrible for it, and apologized obsessively. James just told me to sleep, and he murmured soothing words to lure me into slumber. That is the last thing I remember before waking up an hour ago.
I told James why I was ill and he thought it was his fault. He was convinced that I devoured all of that candy, because he dared me to. I laughed because he was being so stupid and he felt hurt. James is very nice, but his temper rivals mine. It doesn't take much to anger him. I remember James glaring at me, until I grew angry at him for overreacting. My temper has cooled down, and I hope we make up soon, because life without James is very dull. I will see what happens later, but I will not plead for his forgiveness, I did nothing to be forgiven for. Oh no my temper is rising again. Wait, I hear a knock on the door. It might be James, I hope it is.
Later:
James has apologized to me. I remember us both laughing about our ridiculous argument. Seriously, we are both so stupid to get mad about something as silly as me teasing him a bit. After James left, Anise sat on my bed and proceeded to tell me that I am infatuated with him. I denied it, but I fear she is not convinced. I truly hope that it is not that obvious that I am head over heels for him, it would be absolutely mortifying if I found out he knows my little secret. Sometimes I stare at him, and he glances my way, then we both blush. He is so adorable when he blushes which causes a problem, I can only stare at him more.
Well, I need to write an essay about monghouls and why they only eat muggle born people. It is a very dull topic, and I would like to ignore the essay, and hang out with James. I am afraid my grade would suffer if I did that though, so I will just have to waste the day catching up on my classes.
Sincerely, Lily Marie Evans
Dear Diary, November 15, 1970
Celebrate!!! It is James' birthday today. He was excused from doing his homework for a week, and I have decided to throw him a surprise party. Anise is in the kitchens stealing food from the house elves. Of course stealing from them is not a difficult task, as they are always eager to serve the students even for a ludicrous cause.
James is currently in the library, I banished him there after lunch. It was incredibly difficult to avoid telling him why he could not go in the common room. I am also having mental fatigue from spending hours trying to learn how to make a potion that sings "Happy Birthday James" before being drunk, and I have finally finished it. I hope James will be pleased with it, or I will have tortured my mind for no reason. Now I have inspected the room, and we are ready for the party to begin. James will be here very soon with Anise, I can hardly wait to see his face, that lopsided grin that will be directed at me. All of my toil will have been well worth it for a smile from James.
Later:
The party is over and I am devastated. James was absolutely delighted about the party and he spent most of the night with me. I remember one awful moment when I saw him go over to his friend Sirius' sister Mattie, and I watched him kiss her. Anise recognized the look of pure jealousy on my face. There can no longer be any doubt in her mind that I have a crush on James. Luckily my anger was appeased. James followed me to my dormitory to find out why I had left the party early. He was very thrilled to have a good friend like me, and he was flattering me about my potion, and then I began to laugh at him, because most people were irritated by the potion's incessant singing. James told me how happy he was that I thought to throw him a surprise party, and he wrapped his arms around me I thought as an embrace, but his face ended up a hairs length away from mine, and I suddenly could not think. James lightly kissed me, and the feel of his lips on mine still lingers. I remember his breath caressing my cheek afterwards, and then asking why he had kissed me. His answer was that I am the best thing that ever happened to him.
Sincerely, Lily
Dear Diary, December 25,1970
Today is Christmas, and I am so happy because Mum and Dad let me stay at Hogwarts to be with my friends for the holidays. I remember Anise waking me up at 6:30 am, and I wanted to slap her. She laughed at my grumbling, and called for James. Once James began to tickle me I stopped zoning out. He gave me a photo album with our names engraved on it, as well as the words best friends underneath. Anise was jealous because my gift was so fancy, and much more splendid than the one James had given her. James was pleased with my gift for him, it was a red hat with a Gryffindor lion sewn in the center. I really have no sewing skills, but James didn't complain about my poor stitchery.
This afternoon there was an ice skating competition on the school grounds. I wanted to kill James for conning me into entering it. I was a terrible skater, and I fell a couple of times, but James insisted that I had been wonderful because I had remained poised throughout the entire thing. James told me that he is going home tomorrow. I felt very sad, but he told me not to break my heart over it, that he'd be back soon. Anise and I have decided to spend the entire night doing girly stuff. Normally I am not into that, but what am I to do, I won't have any alternatives, like hanging out with James.
Later:
I am not tired at all and it is 2:30 in the morning. I must admit I had some fun with Anise for the past couple of hours. She wanted to give me a makeover, but I refused. I know I am not drop dead gorgeous, but I'd rather accept the real me, and not me with an artificial face. I told Anise that, and she teased me. She insisted that if I ever want to get a boy I am going to have to wear some make up. I replied that I will not date anyone as shallow as that. She didn't want to get into a row with me, so she let it drop, and we read petty articles in her issue of Modern Witches. Over all Christmas was fun, much better than it was at home where Petunia never missed a chance to tell me that I was too fat to wear the clothes Mum bought me.
Goodnight, Lily Marie Evans
Dear Diary, October 31, 1970
So much for waiting a week to continue writing. Well I have a lot to tell you. First of all that awful boy I saw at the sorting ceremony is named Severus Snape. He is hideous, and yet very smug, and thinks he is God's gift to girls. I am disgusted by him. During one of my first defense against the dark arts classes he called me a mudblood before the entire class. I was humiliated and horrified, I honestly didn't care what he thought, but I couldn't bear taunting from others. James was furious, Madame Piqua would not let him hex Snape for being so cruel to me, but I was grateful to him anyway. I am still hopelessly languishing after James, and I believe that Anise is suspicious of that. I must be careful not to reveal anything when she mentions James to me. James is very kind to me, and we do everything together. We have had some splendid nights on the castle grounds.
One evening James took me flying on his broom, we hid under his invisibility cloak which I am fascinated by, in order to avoid being caught by a teacher. I remember feeling dizzy as we swerved through trees across the grounds, and James wrapped an arm around my waist to steady me. I still remember how nice it felt to have him holding me so close. That night was splendid, and we watched the sky streaked with rose, and golden light as the sun set. James is the greatest friend I have ever had, and I will regret the day that we move our separate ways after graduation from Hogwarts.
Obviously tonight is Halloween, James, Anise, Remus, and I are planning on visiting Hagrid, the assistant gamekeeper tonight. We will have a grand party which will rival any ball. James and I wanted to go as friends, but the ball was restricted to fourth years and above. I was extremely disappointed when I was informed about that, but now I do not mind in the least.
Later:
I fell asleep in the common room, curled up in a quiet corner that I had to search for, for ten minutes. I awoke with James' face hovering above me. I stumbled into his grasp, and steadying me, he helped me into my dormitory. I am exhausted still and it is midnight. My stomach is unfortunately upset, I fear I gobbled up too much candy for me to handle. Tomorrow I won't be able to go to classes, and James will miss me, but Anise will hopefully inform the teachers about my plight. Now I need to sleep.
Sincerely, Lily
Dear Diary, November 1, 1970
It is early evening and my sickness has left my system, finally. I felt dreadful for hours, and after classes, Anise and James hovered over me, eager to help in any way. I feel horrible because I spit up on James. He was not disgusted, he just held my hand while Anise cleaned him up. I felt so horrible for it, and apologized obsessively. James just told me to sleep, and he murmured soothing words to lure me into slumber. That is the last thing I remember before waking up an hour ago.
I told James why I was ill and he thought it was his fault. He was convinced that I devoured all of that candy, because he dared me to. I laughed because he was being so stupid and he felt hurt. James is very nice, but his temper rivals mine. It doesn't take much to anger him. I remember James glaring at me, until I grew angry at him for overreacting. My temper has cooled down, and I hope we make up soon, because life without James is very dull. I will see what happens later, but I will not plead for his forgiveness, I did nothing to be forgiven for. Oh no my temper is rising again. Wait, I hear a knock on the door. It might be James, I hope it is.
Later:
James has apologized to me. I remember us both laughing about our ridiculous argument. Seriously, we are both so stupid to get mad about something as silly as me teasing him a bit. After James left, Anise sat on my bed and proceeded to tell me that I am infatuated with him. I denied it, but I fear she is not convinced. I truly hope that it is not that obvious that I am head over heels for him, it would be absolutely mortifying if I found out he knows my little secret. Sometimes I stare at him, and he glances my way, then we both blush. He is so adorable when he blushes which causes a problem, I can only stare at him more.
Well, I need to write an essay about monghouls and why they only eat muggle born people. It is a very dull topic, and I would like to ignore the essay, and hang out with James. I am afraid my grade would suffer if I did that though, so I will just have to waste the day catching up on my classes.
Sincerely, Lily Marie Evans
Dear Diary, November 15, 1970
Celebrate!!! It is James' birthday today. He was excused from doing his homework for a week, and I have decided to throw him a surprise party. Anise is in the kitchens stealing food from the house elves. Of course stealing from them is not a difficult task, as they are always eager to serve the students even for a ludicrous cause.
James is currently in the library, I banished him there after lunch. It was incredibly difficult to avoid telling him why he could not go in the common room. I am also having mental fatigue from spending hours trying to learn how to make a potion that sings "Happy Birthday James" before being drunk, and I have finally finished it. I hope James will be pleased with it, or I will have tortured my mind for no reason. Now I have inspected the room, and we are ready for the party to begin. James will be here very soon with Anise, I can hardly wait to see his face, that lopsided grin that will be directed at me. All of my toil will have been well worth it for a smile from James.
Later:
The party is over and I am devastated. James was absolutely delighted about the party and he spent most of the night with me. I remember one awful moment when I saw him go over to his friend Sirius' sister Mattie, and I watched him kiss her. Anise recognized the look of pure jealousy on my face. There can no longer be any doubt in her mind that I have a crush on James. Luckily my anger was appeased. James followed me to my dormitory to find out why I had left the party early. He was very thrilled to have a good friend like me, and he was flattering me about my potion, and then I began to laugh at him, because most people were irritated by the potion's incessant singing. James told me how happy he was that I thought to throw him a surprise party, and he wrapped his arms around me I thought as an embrace, but his face ended up a hairs length away from mine, and I suddenly could not think. James lightly kissed me, and the feel of his lips on mine still lingers. I remember his breath caressing my cheek afterwards, and then asking why he had kissed me. His answer was that I am the best thing that ever happened to him.
Sincerely, Lily
Dear Diary, December 25,1970
Today is Christmas, and I am so happy because Mum and Dad let me stay at Hogwarts to be with my friends for the holidays. I remember Anise waking me up at 6:30 am, and I wanted to slap her. She laughed at my grumbling, and called for James. Once James began to tickle me I stopped zoning out. He gave me a photo album with our names engraved on it, as well as the words best friends underneath. Anise was jealous because my gift was so fancy, and much more splendid than the one James had given her. James was pleased with my gift for him, it was a red hat with a Gryffindor lion sewn in the center. I really have no sewing skills, but James didn't complain about my poor stitchery.
This afternoon there was an ice skating competition on the school grounds. I wanted to kill James for conning me into entering it. I was a terrible skater, and I fell a couple of times, but James insisted that I had been wonderful because I had remained poised throughout the entire thing. James told me that he is going home tomorrow. I felt very sad, but he told me not to break my heart over it, that he'd be back soon. Anise and I have decided to spend the entire night doing girly stuff. Normally I am not into that, but what am I to do, I won't have any alternatives, like hanging out with James.
Later:
I am not tired at all and it is 2:30 in the morning. I must admit I had some fun with Anise for the past couple of hours. She wanted to give me a makeover, but I refused. I know I am not drop dead gorgeous, but I'd rather accept the real me, and not me with an artificial face. I told Anise that, and she teased me. She insisted that if I ever want to get a boy I am going to have to wear some make up. I replied that I will not date anyone as shallow as that. She didn't want to get into a row with me, so she let it drop, and we read petty articles in her issue of Modern Witches. Over all Christmas was fun, much better than it was at home where Petunia never missed a chance to tell me that I was too fat to wear the clothes Mum bought me.
Goodnight, Lily Marie Evans