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Monday, September 26, 1978

Dear Diary,

Well, today was certainley interesting. To start, James woke me up.

ÒHarry! Wake up!Ó James said, spraying wateron me with his wand.

ÒAargh! IÕm up, IÕm up!Ó I said, no, shouted. ÒWhatÕs the hurry?Ó

ÒBreakfast. I want you to meet the rest of my friends.Ó

ÒAll right,Ó I replied, getting dressed. ÒBut whereÕs Sirius?Ó

ÒSirius? Oh he went down to breakfast.Ó

ÒOh.Ó I said. ÒWell, IÕm ready. Shall we go to the Great Hall?Ó And with that, we were on our way.

When we got to the great hall and sat down, James introduced me to his friends (all of whom were staring at me), Remus and Peter (iÕd already been introduced to sirius). When I saw Peter, something about my not liking him (huge understatement) must have showed on my face, because Sirius asked me what was wrong.

ÒAy, Arry, atÕs ong?Ó said Sirius, his mouth packed to the exploding point.

ÒNothing. NothingÕs wrong.Ó I said, and smiled. Then I looked around, and I noticed someone looking at me. James saw where I was looking.

ÒThatÕs Lily Evans.Ó He said.

ÒLily Evans?Ó I asked, realizing that she was my mother! Well, my ÔfutureÕ mother anyway.

ÒYeah. IÕve been trying to get her to go out with me since first year, but she always says no.Ó

ÒWell, sheÕll have to say yes sooner or later.Ó I said, sipping some pumpkin juice.

ÒYeah, I suppose.Ó James said.

I decided to change the subject. ÒHey, what classes have we got today?Ó

ÒDivination, Potions, and History of Magic.Ó

I groaned. ÒGreat, my three least favorite classes.Ó

Then the bell rang, and we went to our classes.