7th Year Dares- Her Diary, His Mates, Her Worries

He still had her diary. He instantly ran into his dorm and trashed his room. It wasn't by the door. He looked in his closet, no. He tore through his closet, no it wasn't there.

He sat down on his uh, torn up bed and looked at the damage. Then he remembered. Dinner. He left his bag at dinner. He usually didn't because there was a free period after dinner, but today he didn't come back to his dorm. Padfoot. Yup, Sirius would have taken it alright and looked through his bag. He would have found the journal and read it. He had to get back!

James sprinted down the hall and ran into Sirius. And he had been right, Sirius had his bag alright, and was going the opposite way of James' room. "Thanks for bringing it up for me Pad." He said trying to take it.

Sirius held it firmly. "Why would you sprint here to get your bag? It's books and spells, nothing important." He smiled. "Unless there is." He opened the bag.

"Come on Padfoot. Why would I leave something important in there?" James said convincingly.

Sirius was way too smart. Well, it was more like he knew James way too well. "But why would you sprint from there to here for your school bag?" He pointed out.

"Padfoot just give it back." James said grabbing for it, but Sirius pulled it away.

Sirius smiled. Ah, what brotherly love. "You sure there isn't anything interesting in here?" Sirius took off, with James hot on his heels.

Meanwhile, Lily went back into her room filled with anger. She looked for her diary, it wasn't under her mattress. In fact, it wasn't anywhere.

At first she didn't care. But then, she realized what she had written in there the last time. She wasn't afraid that people thought she liked James Potter as much as she was afraid that her secret would get out. And then, it would be all over for her.

"PADFOOT!" James had gotten next to Sirius, and tackled him to the ground. "YES!" He screamed and picked up his backpack. He helped Sirius up.

"Come on Prongs. What's in there?" Sirius said.

James looked in there, "Who said there was anything in here?" And left chuckling.

"JAMES!" Lily yelled as he walked in, "Have you seen a book this big and it's purple?" She showed him a size.

James gulped, "No, sorry." And Lily ran off again.

James sat on his bed that night looking at the outside of a purple diary. He was debating whether to open it or not.

He opened it to the front page. In gold letters it read, "The Diary of Lillian Marie Evans" There was pages and pages filled with her neat writing. He came to the last entry.

Dear Diary,

I just wish the memory would go away. I wish it never happened. It's spoiling everything. Over the summer, I told myself I would get over it. I thought I had but when James got close, I got scared. It all came back.

Let me refresh you about what Im talking about. I've gone through so many diaries Im not sure if it's in here.

His name was Kyle. A rich little kid who lived across the street from me. Drove a Mercedes- Benz and bout me nice things. He had me wrapped around his little finger. It was our one year anniversary and he had the whole night planned.

Dinner at the fanciest restaurant in town, outside on the patio. We danced a bit, had a 5 course meal. He said he wanted to spend more time with me and drove around. When he stopped it wasn't at my house. Yeah a motel, but a motel in disguise.

I don't want to get into too much detail. But he took advantage of me. Candle sticks are my new best friend. Waked him in the head with one and ran.

I trust no guy anymore. It is sad too. James is such a nice guy. He's loyal, sweet caring. But I don't trust him.

No one knows about this but my girl friends. They are always around to shield me. Try to make me look good when a guy come too close, instead of scared.

If only I could get over it, my life would be perfect. It's a life fighting thing. I don't think I could ever get over it.

Love Always,

Lily

James couldn't believe what he read. It all made sense. James sighed and felt guilty. He was trying to take advantage of Lily like this guy had. He wanted to know Lily more; he wanted to be her friend. Most of all, he WANTED to kiss Lily Evans. Not for the bet, but for that warm feeling inside his heart whenever she smiled, or answered a question in class, just her being there made him feel that way.

Lily Evans was in his mind 24/7. She invaded his brain and to tell you the truth, he didn't really mind.

"Lily!" He called down the stairs as he was coming down.

"Yeah?" She asked from the couch.

"I found the book you were looking for." He said holding the diary in his hand.

She smiled and took it, "You didn't read it did you?"

James shook his head. "No. I figured it was going to be a romance book."

She smiled and thanked him. "Where did you find it?" She left it on her bed.

James panicked, where? "In the hallway by your room." She didn't looked convinced. He sighed. "Okay, I went into your room to give you the prefect list" which he did intend to do, "and found it on the floor."

She smiled. "Thanks so much." And sat back down. She looked back as he was leaving. "James?" He turned and looked at her. "Can you help me with this essay?"

James smiled, "Sure."