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History of Magic Refreshes the Mind….

Amazingly enough, I am still in one piece. Sirius, i.e. He who has the biggest Gob in the Universe, could not resist telling people about my "diary." This invariably led to snickers and constant refrains of "Remus is a girl!" from Sirius and James until I threatened to not let them use my Defense Against the Dark Arts notes. That shut them up. It also made Lily furious.

"Just because Remus is mature and wants to express his feelings in a journal is no reason for you two imbeciles to tease him!" Gee, Lily, thanks a lot. I'll just be killing myself now.

"Aww," James smirked. "Isn't that cute, Padfoot? Moony is in touch with his feelings." Sirius grinned.

"You should be a shrink, Moony." Lily looked startled.

"Wizards have psychologists?"

"Yes. Just like Muggle ones, really," I replied.

"Paging Dr. Moony, we have a situation here!" Sirius snickered.

"Yea, we have a guy here who writes in a pretty pink diary with a pretty pink quill in pretty pink ink and- Oh wait, that's you, Moony!" James and Sirius both laughed hysterically.

"Keep it up and it's not a head doctor you'll need," I snapped. "Well, except you, Sirius, you've always needed one."

"Oh, is poor Remus getting all sensitive on us? Why don't you write about your feelings, Lupin, your pretty diary's waiting."

"And why don't you fuck off, Sirius, I'm sure some hole is waiting," I retorted.

"Fair enough." Sirius' eyes suddenly brightened. "Hey, moon-man, are we in your pretty diar-I mean, your very manly journal?" I rolled my eyes.

"The point of a journal, you stupid arse, is that only the person who writes in it knows what's in it."

"But we're your best mates!" Sirius pouted. "Pleaaaaaseeeeeee?"

"No."

"But why?"

"Because I said so."

"When has that ever mattered to me?" Sirius demanded. I thought about this.

"Just now?" I suggested hopefully. Sirius frowned and turned to James.

"Does it matter to me now?" James gave him an exasperated look.

"How should I know? Am I you?"

"I sure as hell hope not."

"I'm not."

"Well good." Sirius paused. "So do I care yet what Moony thinks?" James sighed wearily.

"No, probably not."

"Ok then," said Sirius brightly. "What were we talking about again?" This, people, is one of the many disadvantages of having a thick idiot as a mate. You can't have a serious (ha!) conversation. Ever. Especially if Sirius is involved. I wonder what Binns is droning on about. Probably something boring. Sirius and James will be wanting my notes. I could be honest and say I didn't take any. But I won't because A.) They'd tease me about my "Diary" B.) It would be more fun to bullshit it and pretend I know what Binns was saying. It would also be mean. But still fun. There's the bell…-RJL