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Summary: So what goes on inside the brilliant mind of a certain Lily Evans? She's Head Girl…she's respectable…she's intelligent…she writes an awful lot about a certain dark haired boy…. and she's most likely going slightly insane.

A/N: Oh dear reviewers, you are much too kind! (But don't stop! I love it!) Devin J.P. said she was rotting. This disturbs me slightly. Please don't rot…. if you rot you can't read this! And you all should be immensely pleased as I got home a few hours ago (from a little town called Oyama, for those of you who were asking) and I went water skiing and am very sore from that as I haven't done it for over a year and yet here I am, writing the next chapter so that you don't all rot.

Oh, and for a few reviews that need some answers:

Prongsie4028: it IS a conspiracy! Finally, some one who agrees with me.

Radical-Rebel: I'm glad my story made you feel better!

Deceptive Shadows: Actually, I love long, rambling reviews. :D

TacoBeesh: There are a lot of things wrong with boys. Lol.

I would love to thank you all individually for your lovely reviews, but I'll bet that you'd rather read the next chapter. Anyways, I hope the wait hasn't been too long. While I was off relaxing and having fun, I thought of something immensely witty to say in my Authors Note…but I forgot it. On with the show.

The Diary of Lily Evans Chapter Seven

Gryffindor Common Room – Two weeks later

List of things to do:

- Homework

- Write loving letter to parents

- Buy a gift for Petunia's birthday

- Kill Potter

Ok, so I've completed my entire list except for the last one.

I just…grrrrr.

Potter and his new 'grilfriend' are everywhere together. It's like she's a hand puppet and she'd just lay there like a limp rag doll if he wasn't constantly touching her.

I hate her.

And I hate Potter.

I hate how I'll be walking to class and they'll be making out in the hallway like if they don't snog each other's face off the world will end.

I hate how the world DOESN'T end when they stop and look at me when they notice I'm watching.

I hate how Chelsea won't shut up about how Potter's just trying to get to me.

I hate how Potter IS getting to me.

I hate how I don't have the guts to do anything about it.

But I think I'm going to change that.

Divination – Plotting with Chelsea

Chelsea, I need your help.

Oh no. 'Plotting', Lily? This can't be good.

Au contraire my fine friend. It's a very good thing.

And why does that make me even surer that this is going to go horribly wrong?

Oh stuff a sock in it Chelsea, you do not have the inner eye. Even this crackpot divination teacher of ours knows that.

Fine then. What are we plotting?

Potter's demise.

What else is new.

You will help, won't you?

I dunno Lily. Can't you just apologise?

I tried that. And now he has a girlfriend.

Yeah, that bimbo who twines herself around him and sucks his face off.

Exactly. So I need to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Or…you could show him this diary.

Oh no, not a chance in HELL am I doing that.

Think about it Lily, it would fix everything. He'd know how you felt and the he'd drop that prat girlfriend of his and then you could be the one sucking his face off.

Chelsea, he hurt me that day in the Library and he did it on purpose. And I've made up my mind to make him realise just how much he hurt me.

Lily, listen to your self! This will just make things worse! The same thing happened last time with that stupid prank and look where that got us? HERE!

If you won't help me get back at Potter, I'll do it my self. Goodbye Chelsea.

Gryffindor Common Room – In a chair

I refuse to speak to Chelsea. She's sitting in a chair nearby, casting glances my way and trying to get my attention.

I am ignoring her.

And I plan to ignore her until she decides to help.

Which will probably be…well, at this rate, never. When Chelsea makes up her mind about something, she sticks to it.

But that's ok, because I'm just as stubborn as she is. Perhaps even more. Some would argue that that's what started this whole thing.

If only I had a plan.

I'm completely devoid of any ideas for getting back at Potter.

He's sitting at a table with the Mauraders right now with that twit of a girlfriend of his sitting in his lap making cooing noises that quite realistically resemble a turkey. And all I want to do is go up there and slap that bimbo and punch James. And at the same time I want to kiss him madly. And I hate myself for that. And I hate him for doing this to me. For making me hate and love him at the same time. But he hurt me. And that makes me want to hurt him. I just don't know how.

Chelsea is still trying to get my attention.

Oh look, she just threw a note at me.

Lily! TALK TO ME!

Hmmm…., no I don't think I will.

Oh and look, just as I throw that note in the fire, she sends another.

Lily, you're going to do something stupid, aren't you?

I'm almost inclined to reply to that one, but Charles has just walked up to me. He looks rather nervous. I'm closing this book slightly so he can't read the page.

"Um…Hi, Lily."

Charles is a tall, lanky boy with sandy brown hair. He's gawky almost, and always looks awkward. But he's sweet and, albeit slightly strange, but still rather smart.

"Hello Charles," I say politely. I wonder what on earth he's here talking to me for?

"Um, listen Lily, I was wondering if…" he trails off. He wonders what?

"If what?" I ask kindly.

"Well," he starts, looking down at his shoes, "I was wondering if you would go on a date with me to Hogsmade this weekend?"

And stare at him, shocked. Well I never expected that.

"Um," I say, buying time. What do I do?

And then and Idea hits me.

I can make James jealous.

And so I plaster a grin on my face and look Charles right in the eyes and say, "Yes Charles, I'd love to."

And Charles looks like he's about to burst with joy.

And Chelsea is just watching me with this look on her face that I can't quite read.

Charles has said something to me and then bounded off in a fit of joy, but I never heard what he said. I can't stop looking at Chelsea and trying to read that look on her face.

And suddenly the direction of her gaze changes to behind me, so I turn around to see James stand up, grab his girlfriend by the hand and storm out of the common room.

I turn back and look at Chelsea and there's an odd feeling inside of me. A mix of adrenaline and fear because my three second plan was working. James was ticked and that thrilled me to be able to get back at him. But at the same time, I suddenly became aware of how badly this was going to go.

Chelsea took a step closer to me and opened her mouth to say something but she stopped suddenly and now just shakes her head, moves away towards the stairs and says, "I knew you were going to do something stupid."

And I can't help but wonder if she was right.

The Girls Bathroom at the Three Broomsticks – Panicking

Oh Merlin. What have I done?

Ok. Breathe, Lily, BREATHE.

Let me start from the beginning.

I met Charles out on the grounds so we could walk to Hogsmade together. He showed up looking as he usually did, very laid back and unconcerned about looking nice. He did appear to have showered though. I smiled pleasantly and we began walking.

Charles is nice. He's very sweet. Definitely boyfriend material, but he's so shy. He makes me laugh though.

We eventually reached the Three Broomsticks and sat down for a butterbeer. He really is sweet and easy to talk to. And he even held my hand under the table. But it was at that moment that I knew this wasn't going to work. There was no spark. None what so ever.

He was everything I'd want in a boyfriend. Smart, sweet, caring, respectful…but I…I have no desire to kiss him. He'd make a very good friend though.

Unfortunately for me though, Charles seemed to be quite smitten.

We were just talking and holding hands and sipping our butterbeer when everything started to go down hill.

I saw James and his girlfriend enter. And they were all snugly and smoochy and I saw James look right at me and that's when I did the stupidest thing I've ever done.

I gave James a hard stare and then turned and kissed Charles right on the mouth.

And after a moment I pulled back and saw the smile on Charles' face. And I glanced and saw the look of pure contempt on James face.

And then I plastered a warm smile on my face and told Charles I had to use the Ladies room.

And I ran in here and locked the door.

And I almost ripped out all of my hair as I faced the mirror over the sink in front of me, cast a silencing spell on my self and screamed as loud as I could.

And then I wrote all of this in here.

And now I have to plaster yet another fake smile on my face, go out there and pretend that I'm feeling ok instead of horribly torn apart.

Potions - About to kill Professor Slughorn

He paired me with Potter.

He PAIRED me with POTTER.

HE PAIRED ME WITH JAMES POTTER.

I can't believe this.

I have to switch to the story mode.

Documentarium Spell: Recording >

Lily Evans closed her diary and placed it in her book bag. She then picked up her belongings and moved into a seat next to the dark haired Quiddich Captain named James Potter.

Professor Slughorn, standing at the front of the room, said, "Alright, get to work. I expect the perfect Pleasant Dreams potions from every pair!"

Lily, giving James a glare, set to work, James following suit.

"I saw you and Charles at the Three Broomsticks," James commented quietly.

"So? I saw you and your girlfriend there too."

"So I guess he's your boyfriend then?"

"You'd be guessing correctly."

"Wow," James breathed quietly.

"Wow, what?" Lily asked, prickling.

"I just never thought…never mind."

"No, tell me Potter, I'm absolutely itching to find out what smart arse comment you have for me today."

James paused a moment, watching as Lily cut up a flobberworm and tossed it in their cauldron.

"I just never thought Charles was that gullible."

Lily stopped her juicing of a pomegranate.

"And what exactly is THAT supposed to mean?" Lily snapped, her voice rising above a whisper.

"Well, Charles is too nice to realise what you're doing, which is using him."

The entire classroom went silent.

"You absolute prat!" Lily yelled, and in her anger she gave up juicing the pomegranate and threw the entire thing in their cauldron.

James was angry too, and started throwing herbs into the cauldron as he spat frustrated words at Lily.

"Face it Lily, you're dating him to get back at me!"

"I am not you gormless oik! Charles is nice and sweet, unlike you! Why would I want to get back at you for dating Shelly? I'm just peachy-keen knowing you'll leave me alone now!" Lily screamed as she threw an entire batch of fish eggs into the churning mix of their cauldron.

"Well good because I'm completely happy with Shelly!"

And in went two mint leaves.

There was a pause as they just glared at each other, hands reaching for anything to throw into the cauldron.

"I hate you!"

Lily threw in a frog leg.

"I hate you!"

And James poured in a bottle of ink.

That was when the cauldron exploded, coving the entire classroom in thick green goop.

Documentarium Spell: Terminated>

A/N: Ok, so I think I'll end it there. Did you know that I've spent almost 3 hours on this thing? It's eleven o'clock at night here, where I live. I'm tired to boot. But I wrote this, and it's eight pages too. I would post it right now, but my internet is screwy on my computer. The wireless connection isn't working so I'm going to try and save this chapter to disk and upload it to my dad's computer, but my disk drive is on the fritz, so we'll see how that goes, but this will get updated eventually. And when it does you'll know cause you'll have read it. Lol.

Oh, and a few last remarks.

TropicalTreat101: did you notice the nice line about giving the diary to James? That was prompted by your review! Hee hee.

Oh, and to all of you who are worried that this will end soon….I don't thin it will. There will probably be….At LEAST 10 chapters in total. Maybe more if I get some good ideas while I'm at work. Feel free to suggest stuff. I may use it… In the past I have taken things that people have liked and twisted the story to fit it. Like Sirius' pink hair. Which is actually still pink. Lol. But enough rambling from me. I shall update soon. Send me reviews!

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