Star-chan: I'm sooooooooooo sorry I haven't updated. But finally, I have
another reviewer! Thanks, Arcade Princess!!
Neko: Just apologize, already, and get it over with.
Star-chan: Meet Neko, who is the evil muse that torments me.
Neko: It's fun! Star gets really funny when she's mad.
Star-chan: Shut-up! Anyway, school had been piling up, even though we just started a trimester, so I haven't exactly had time to update.
Neko: What a wonderful excuse.
Star-chan: Just read the story.
DISCLAIMER: See Previous Chapter. I'll let you know if anything changes. Which it won't.
At first, Harry just stared at the grubby box and its faded letters.
Why did Aunt Petunia keep it? he wondered. He knew that his mother and her sister probably never saw eye-to-eye on anything.
Finally, with trembling fingers, he opened the box. The first thing Harry pulled out looked to be a photo album. He flipped through it, noticing several pictures-Muggle pictures-of his mother and, most commonly, two other girls whom must have been her best friends.
Harry pulled a black and white photo of the three girls at what seems to be a beach out of its protective plastic covering and flipped it over. Written neatly on the back was July 5, 1982, me, Becca, and Sarah at the beach.
Once again flipping through the dark blue colored book, he noticed many of the other pictures were of Lily and her friends. At beaches, malls, Diagon Alley, Hogwarts, almost everywhere.
Setting the pictures aside, Harry dug through the cardboard box. He found a pocket watch, engraved with the date 4/8/1986, several jewelry cases with the jewelry itself gone, and a leather bound, black book with 'Diary' written in elaborate cursive on the cover.
Eagerly, Harry opened the diary and read the first entry:
Dear diary,
Guess what? I'm a witch. Just like from a fairy tale, except I'm hopefully prettier than the witch from "Sleeping Beauty".
Anyway, I just got back from Diagon Alley, where I got my supplies for wizard's school. It was incredible. I met these really cool girls named Becca and Sarah. They seem really nice, even though Sarah's not as.... open as Becca, who seems like a typical dumb blonde. I also meet these two boys, James Potter and Sirius Black. They are so annoying!
Harry stopped reading from amazement. His parents weren't in love at first sight?! How'd they get together? Wanting to learn more, he read on.
Potter keeps calling me a know-it-all. I am not! I just am smart, that's all. He seems so irresponsible! Sirius Black seems actually kinda nice and really funny, though Becca didn't think so when he slipped that spider onto her shoulder. She must have jumped six feet into the air!
Well, I'm tired out. At least one really good thing is coming from this; Petunia is now so frightened of me she won't stay in the same room as me.
Good night, fair journal
Harry still felt absolute disbelief that his parents weren't friends.
What had happened? How'd they get together? Harry wondered, staring at the page. Realizing that sunlight was starting to fade, Harry hid the journal under the loose floorboard under his bed and put the box and its contents in a corner before heading to bed.
Sleep did not come easily. Instead, Harry's mind was bombarded by questions about his mother's friends. Where were they?
Remus Lupin also was being keep from slumber moment. Instead, he was convincing Sirius Black not to go to the Dursley's.
"Sirius, you're being too overprotective here. Just because Harry hasn't written you for a week-" Remus said calmly, but was quickly interrupted by his comrade.
"You've heard how those Muggles treat him! Those ba-er.....bi- ummm....idiots!" retorted the ex-convicted, momentarily stumbling on an appropriate word, never slowing his steady pacing around the werewolf's living room. (Star-chan: Trying to keep swearing out.
Neko: You're fighting a losing battle. I'm here, remember?)
Remus sighed, knowing that he wouldn't win this argument. Instead, in a desperate chance to change the topic, he asked, "Padfoot, did Dumbledore say anything about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor while you were with him today?"
It worked perfectly, yet backfired at the same time. Sirius stopped and a downright *evil* smile grew on his face. 'Uh-oh' Remus thought, recognizing Sirius's "I-Know-Something-You-Don't-Want-To-But-I'm-Gonna-Tell- You-Anyway" face.
"Yes, he did, Moony. Thank you for reminding me," Sirius said smoothly. "As it happens, two old friends of ours happen to be taking up DADA and History of Magic. Actually, more like, old friends of Lily's-"
Remus went pale and said, obviously trying to sound nonchalant, "Really?"
Sirius's grin grew wider. "Yup. I'm sure that you'll be able to meet them since Dumbledore is insisting we both go and stay at the castle for long periods of time. For Harry's protection, of course."
At that moment, the werewolf felt like banging his head on the coffee table. Or Padfoot's would work just as well.
Meanwhile, a certain brunette was having trouble with her companion.
"Rebecca Michelle Stidhall! You CAN NOT dye your hair CRIMSON AND GOLD!!! We're supposed to be neutral when it comes to the houses!" the brown haired woman pleaded desperately.
Rebecca merely shrugged her friend's statements off. "You know I have never gone by *rules*, Sarah. They take all the fun out of life!" she said seriously.
"There are rules for a reason, you know," Sarah snapped. With a sigh of defeat, she asked meekly, "Are you sure you don't wanna try that techni- color stuff you just got, Becca?"
Becca's head snapped up. "I totally forgot!" she exclaimed excitedly and ran from the room, leaving a dust cloud. Sarah just shook her head and sighed. She was lucky Becca didn't remember *she* had forbidden the techni- colored stuff last month.
Looking out at the darkening sky, the brunette saw the outline of the full moon rising. Sarah shivered. The sight of that moon brought back memories she'd rather forget. Even if she was going back to Hogworts soon....
Star-chan: I was going to leave it after Remus's conversation, but I finally found my muses, other than Neko.
Neko: Coincidently, she found her muses after reading Arcade Princess and Evil Willow's reviews. Go figure.
Star-chan: Shut up Neko. Anyway, review, please. And to Evil Willow; HE'S MINE AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT!!!!! And Arcade Princess, was it really that obvious?
Neko: Duh. An amoeba could've figured it out.
Star-chan: SHUT UP!!!
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Neko: Just apologize, already, and get it over with.
Star-chan: Meet Neko, who is the evil muse that torments me.
Neko: It's fun! Star gets really funny when she's mad.
Star-chan: Shut-up! Anyway, school had been piling up, even though we just started a trimester, so I haven't exactly had time to update.
Neko: What a wonderful excuse.
Star-chan: Just read the story.
DISCLAIMER: See Previous Chapter. I'll let you know if anything changes. Which it won't.
At first, Harry just stared at the grubby box and its faded letters.
Why did Aunt Petunia keep it? he wondered. He knew that his mother and her sister probably never saw eye-to-eye on anything.
Finally, with trembling fingers, he opened the box. The first thing Harry pulled out looked to be a photo album. He flipped through it, noticing several pictures-Muggle pictures-of his mother and, most commonly, two other girls whom must have been her best friends.
Harry pulled a black and white photo of the three girls at what seems to be a beach out of its protective plastic covering and flipped it over. Written neatly on the back was July 5, 1982, me, Becca, and Sarah at the beach.
Once again flipping through the dark blue colored book, he noticed many of the other pictures were of Lily and her friends. At beaches, malls, Diagon Alley, Hogwarts, almost everywhere.
Setting the pictures aside, Harry dug through the cardboard box. He found a pocket watch, engraved with the date 4/8/1986, several jewelry cases with the jewelry itself gone, and a leather bound, black book with 'Diary' written in elaborate cursive on the cover.
Eagerly, Harry opened the diary and read the first entry:
Dear diary,
Guess what? I'm a witch. Just like from a fairy tale, except I'm hopefully prettier than the witch from "Sleeping Beauty".
Anyway, I just got back from Diagon Alley, where I got my supplies for wizard's school. It was incredible. I met these really cool girls named Becca and Sarah. They seem really nice, even though Sarah's not as.... open as Becca, who seems like a typical dumb blonde. I also meet these two boys, James Potter and Sirius Black. They are so annoying!
Harry stopped reading from amazement. His parents weren't in love at first sight?! How'd they get together? Wanting to learn more, he read on.
Potter keeps calling me a know-it-all. I am not! I just am smart, that's all. He seems so irresponsible! Sirius Black seems actually kinda nice and really funny, though Becca didn't think so when he slipped that spider onto her shoulder. She must have jumped six feet into the air!
Well, I'm tired out. At least one really good thing is coming from this; Petunia is now so frightened of me she won't stay in the same room as me.
Good night, fair journal
Harry still felt absolute disbelief that his parents weren't friends.
What had happened? How'd they get together? Harry wondered, staring at the page. Realizing that sunlight was starting to fade, Harry hid the journal under the loose floorboard under his bed and put the box and its contents in a corner before heading to bed.
Sleep did not come easily. Instead, Harry's mind was bombarded by questions about his mother's friends. Where were they?
Remus Lupin also was being keep from slumber moment. Instead, he was convincing Sirius Black not to go to the Dursley's.
"Sirius, you're being too overprotective here. Just because Harry hasn't written you for a week-" Remus said calmly, but was quickly interrupted by his comrade.
"You've heard how those Muggles treat him! Those ba-er.....bi- ummm....idiots!" retorted the ex-convicted, momentarily stumbling on an appropriate word, never slowing his steady pacing around the werewolf's living room. (Star-chan: Trying to keep swearing out.
Neko: You're fighting a losing battle. I'm here, remember?)
Remus sighed, knowing that he wouldn't win this argument. Instead, in a desperate chance to change the topic, he asked, "Padfoot, did Dumbledore say anything about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor while you were with him today?"
It worked perfectly, yet backfired at the same time. Sirius stopped and a downright *evil* smile grew on his face. 'Uh-oh' Remus thought, recognizing Sirius's "I-Know-Something-You-Don't-Want-To-But-I'm-Gonna-Tell- You-Anyway" face.
"Yes, he did, Moony. Thank you for reminding me," Sirius said smoothly. "As it happens, two old friends of ours happen to be taking up DADA and History of Magic. Actually, more like, old friends of Lily's-"
Remus went pale and said, obviously trying to sound nonchalant, "Really?"
Sirius's grin grew wider. "Yup. I'm sure that you'll be able to meet them since Dumbledore is insisting we both go and stay at the castle for long periods of time. For Harry's protection, of course."
At that moment, the werewolf felt like banging his head on the coffee table. Or Padfoot's would work just as well.
Meanwhile, a certain brunette was having trouble with her companion.
"Rebecca Michelle Stidhall! You CAN NOT dye your hair CRIMSON AND GOLD!!! We're supposed to be neutral when it comes to the houses!" the brown haired woman pleaded desperately.
Rebecca merely shrugged her friend's statements off. "You know I have never gone by *rules*, Sarah. They take all the fun out of life!" she said seriously.
"There are rules for a reason, you know," Sarah snapped. With a sigh of defeat, she asked meekly, "Are you sure you don't wanna try that techni- color stuff you just got, Becca?"
Becca's head snapped up. "I totally forgot!" she exclaimed excitedly and ran from the room, leaving a dust cloud. Sarah just shook her head and sighed. She was lucky Becca didn't remember *she* had forbidden the techni- colored stuff last month.
Looking out at the darkening sky, the brunette saw the outline of the full moon rising. Sarah shivered. The sight of that moon brought back memories she'd rather forget. Even if she was going back to Hogworts soon....
Star-chan: I was going to leave it after Remus's conversation, but I finally found my muses, other than Neko.
Neko: Coincidently, she found her muses after reading Arcade Princess and Evil Willow's reviews. Go figure.
Star-chan: Shut up Neko. Anyway, review, please. And to Evil Willow; HE'S MINE AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT!!!!! And Arcade Princess, was it really that obvious?
Neko: Duh. An amoeba could've figured it out.
Star-chan: SHUT UP!!!
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