The Diary of Lily Audrey Potter
Chapter Four: A Dreamy Night

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Dedication: This is to...um...hold on, let me think of somebody...oh, yes, this is to Sarah, and hopefully if you ever get to read this, you read this. I loved what you said about "Locked," and, ya...I'll just give you this chapter...

Now, that was such a bore, But here is chapter four!

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Monday, October 18th, 11:42 AM, oh, wait, now it is 11:43 AM

Sitting in Muggle Studies, ignoring the professor

Why did I ever take muggle studies? Oh, yes, it looked more appealing than a class where some old coot tells you that you will never live past third period...

Anywho...we had imported Spanish bagels for breakfast today. I didn't even know that Spain served bagels...you learn something new everyday. So Dumbledore said that every muggle studies class would be in charge of meals each week. So this week the third year muggle studies class has meals. And next week, our class has it.

"Now class, next week, you will be in charge of all the meals, and next week, we will also be focusing on the American culture, so each of you has a list of popular American foods...pick out a menu for meals for all of next week, starting with Sunday..." She said, and is now currently wrestling with a can of soup. One might wonder what has brought the students doing the food thing. I'll tell you what happened. The house elves revolted.

Yes, my dear friends, the house elves revolted.

They just simply ran up to Dumbledore and began tearing apart Dumbledore's robes, screaming, "We have clothes! Lets get out of here! No more oppression by the old cow! Who's your house elf now?" I know it's not a nice thing to say about Dumbledore, but its true. We saw them running out of the castle. And house elves have some nasty language, too. They swear like Scottish Sailors. Or pissed off Catholic School girls from the Sates, take your pick.

So, anyway, the point is that the food we have been eating for the past two weeks is crap. So, I am going to suggest that we eat pizza all next week.

I have to go, it's time to make suggestions...

Lily

Friday, October 22nd, 4:54 PM

Room of Requirement, trying to find my Zen...

Jay just came floating in here, and at first I thought she had too many cups of lime kool-aide...and then she said, "Lily, I just met the most interesting person..."

First off, by best friend just does not come to me, acting like some person on dope. No, Jay is the grounded, centered, intelligent, sane-in- public-places one of us. So, only two things could have happened. Aliens finally did come and abduct her brain, or she, my half-vampire friend, has found her soul mate.

"What happened?"

"I just met the most virtuoso person...and his name is Sean."

Yes, dear diary reader, it has been concluded that my best friend has finally found her soul mate.

Lily

Sunday, October 24th, 8:54 AM

The Great Hall

The muggle studies teacher must have confused lunch with breakfast, because a large pot of carryout Chinese food, highly popular in America in front of me. Oh well, its lo-mane. Can't complain...

Lily

Monday, October 25th, 4:56 AM

Sitting in the Room of Requirement, as Bray stumbles in, sleepily, mind you, and Jay searches out this "Sean" kid.

Ok, my best friend has lost it. She came storming into my room (I have no idea how she got my password, I changed it just last week...) and she ripped off my covers, and started screaming at me.

"Get up! I need you to meet somebody! Up! Up!" Honestly, she can really sound like my mum when she tries... and then she dragged me to this room (honestly, she did drag me!).

And here she is, and some blond, tall bloke is with her...

Lily

Still Monday, 5:46 AM

Still in the Room of Requirement

Met Sean. He seems like a nice bloke. He is Celtic, was it, and has the niftiest accent. He really is well built, and is really nice. I can see why Jay would like him. He is a transfer student from the Celtic School of Magic, and really likes it here at Hogwarts. He is the same age as us, but stays in the sixth-year Slytherin dorms because there is no room for him in the seventh year boy's dorms.

So anyway, after we met Jay's "soul mate," I went into my common room because I couldn't sleep. And when I got there, all the boys in my house were in the common room, some asleep, and the rest were doing what ever they felt like.

"Lily!" James screamed. "Lily! Please help us!"

"Okay..."

"Dan is having these nightmares, and I suppose he has been having them for a while, and you know, we usually put a silencing charm around his bed, but tonight he broke the charm."

"So, just re-cast it." Now, I might sound calm, cool, and collected, but inside I was like, 'Dan's having nightmares! Oh dear! He doesn't deserve to have nightmares!' I was like, broken on the inside, knowing that the love of my life has to suffer from evil dreams.

"We did." James said, "And those didn't last. He's gone and woken up the whole house!"

"Did you try to wake him up?"

"Do I look stupid? Yes, I did, everybody tried, and nothing worked. Please Lily, will you just try?"

"Fine." And I walked up to the boy's dorm...

Oh don't look at me like that! It wasn't that bad...okay, so it was...I should stop babbling...oh...I'm still babbling...

Anyway, so, I started my way up to the boy's dorm. I was halfway up the stairs, and I could hear why the boys had such a hard time trying to sleep. Dan was screaming, and it was unbearable. You could tell he was in pain. I hurried up the stairs, and ran into the seventh year's boy dorms.

One word to describe the dorm: A total and complete mess. But lets not dwell on the fact that my brother's boxer shorts fell on top of my head when I walked past James' bed...but, anyway, the point is that Dan was thrashing about his bed, and I sound like some bloody romance novel that mum always hides in my room, and I ran across one time looking for my book called "All American Girl." Right...I'm getting off topic...

Dan was spread out all over his bed, screaming, "No! Don't kill her! Take me instead!" And he started whimpering, like he was in pain and was about to die.

I walked over to him, and sat next to him on his bed. "Dan," I said, "Please, come on, wake up, it's all a dream. You're dreaming. Come on, wake up."

"No...don't kill her!"

"Come on Dan, just wake up..."

"No...don't kill Lily...Lily don't go..."

I was like, wow. He was dreaming about me. Dan Malfoy, like, the hottest bloke in the school, was dreaming about me. Me, Lily Audrey Potter, the only girl in our whole year who has three brothers in the same year as her, two of who are like, major players, and the other is the smartest Goth in the school, and I have no idea who I am. Why would anyone want to dream about me, especially Dan Malfoy?

"No, Lily...no...don't kill her...no, take me...don't kill Lily..."

I fell off the bed then.

"No...Lily! Don't die! Lily! I need you...Lily, I love you..."

Seriously...I like, died at that moment...

"Lily...no..."

I somehow found my voice and my legs too...

"Dan...I'm here...I'm not...gone..."

"Lily..."

"Dan—Please...come on...wake up...I'm right here, come on...I'm not gone...yet."

Dan finally woke up, after all that...heart...breaking...action. "Lils?"

"Dan...you woke up..."

"Lily, what's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

"Lily..."

"Dan you were...dreaming...and the boys put a silencing charm on you, but you broke that...they sent me up here to try to wake you up...and..."

"Oh Merlin...Lily...oh...Lily...can you just...get out?"

"Dan..."

"Lily...Please, just...go."

"But—"

"Lily, I said, go."

"Dan, please—"

"No. Go, now Lily."

"Fine Dan. I'll go." And I just left. I left him there, in his bed, just, I don't know...he just...I don't know. He, I don't know...I honestly don't know. I mean, he was dreaming about me and...but...I don't know what to think. I mean, I am like, in love with him, and all, but...I have no idea what I feel about this. I am like, so confused.

I don't know what to think any more. Like, everyone has a goal in life...and I was talking to Professor Dumbledore today about continuing my education in magic, and he was like, well, what do you want to do with your life, and I was like, I don't know...

I mean, who does not have any goals in their life? Well, obviously me. Hey, Dad's owl just landed on my inkwell. And now, instead of being white, the bird is black. Oh, it's Mum...I'll just write down what she said...

Lily,

Your father and I would like it if you would join us for Christmas this year. Hermione and Draco are coming over this year, so you will not be "surrounded by complete and utter idiots that are your cousins" this year. So, please, owl me back, and ask your brothers and the Malfoy Twins if they are coming home.

Mum

Notice how she never says 'Love Mum.' It's always 'Mum.'

Lily

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