Hello!! I hope, if anyone's reading, that the story is good so far. I'd appreciate any reviews, good or bad. I wouldn't put everyday entries of the diary. The story would be too long. Hope you like the 2nd chapter!!

Chapter 2: Lily Evans's Diary

The next day was a blur to the trio. It was just another normal day for the students. Almost everywhere they go students are whispering news, looking at Harry with odd looks, glum faces, looking at Harry with odd looks, head-aching school work and looking at Harry with odd looks.

"UNBELIEVABLE!!" Ron's voice could be heard all over the corridor.

"Could you please not do not do that again?" Hermione asked.

"I finished my essay around dawn and he gave a 'D!" Ron shouted making a couple of first year stare at him, terrified.

"It's ok Ron, my essay is not acceptable either," Harry said, who was also in a bad mood with Snape.

"I told you, you shouldn't copy. You boys got all the information on the wrong places," Hermione lectured. "Mine was not too good too, you know," she added quickly after receiving glare from both of them. But she didn't feel like it.

"Sure, Hermione, an 'E' is not good enough," Ron said sarcastically.

The trio slowly blend in with the crowd and sat themselves at the Gryffindor table. Ron started filling up his plate, with gulps his plate would be ready for refilling . Harry was watching him, entertained. What was surprising was, Hermione was doing the same thing. "Tell me, what do you need to find in the library?" Harry asked. "I'm not going to the library," she answered eating the last few crumbs on her plate. Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Ron was about to ask where she was going when she stood up. "See you later, guys," she said running out of the hall. "What in the name of Merlin was that about?" Ron asked. Harry shrugged and went back to his food. She must going to the library. Where else would she go?

Hermione went into her dormitory and shut the door. She dug into her bag and pulled out an old red journal. As far as she's concerned, she is not going to let Harry and Ron know about her discover yet. At least, not until she was sure who's the owner.

Lily opened the diary to the very first entry:

1st September

Dear Diary,

Well, I'm going to Hogwarts and this is my last year. I couldn't wait to get on the train. You know what, I'm Head Girl. Mum and Dad were so glad. They were so proud. But as always, Petunia is not happy for anything when it comes to me.

"Petunia?" Hermione muttered. Isn't that Harry's aunt? "This can't be his mother!"

Maybe someday we'll get along again like when we were young. But that was before Hogwarts, before my 7 years, and before my real life. Anyways, the train would be whistling any moment now. I'd got to meet my friends first before heading to the Head Students compartment. I wondered who the Head Boy was. When the train started to move, I went to Sam and Wilma's compartment. "See you later!" I said as I waved.

I walked towards the Head Student's compartment where we would be meeting the prefects. Imagine the surprise I got when I saw who was sitting there with a shiny Head Boy Badge.

Hermione gasped.

"JAMES POTTER!!" I screamed. I thought, it couldn't be, not him, he couldn't become head boy. I couldn't believe it, nor do I believe it now. HIM, becoming Head Boy. NO WAY!! "What's the matter, Evans? It's not like only star students like you could become a Head," he said with that silly grin of his. How in the world did he have the nerve to say that? "Anyways, this way, we could spend more time together," he said cheerfully. I could feel my blood boil inside me. I turned on my heels and grabbed the door, ready to go out and slam it. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," he said still with the grin. "Head Girls should not damage school property. Besides, McGonagall said we should stay here until she arrives with the new prefects." Oh my God, he is the Head Boy. It was impossible but it was true. I sat myself as far from him as possible until McGonagall arrived with the prefects. But surprisingly enough, after McGonagall left, Potter started doing his job. I stood up with him and started giving the necessary instructions. I listened to every word he said and can't help but notice how different his lectures were compared to last few Head Boys I encountered (when she was a prefect). His lectures were not…well…boring. Once in a while there would be something that would put laughter to the prefects. I guess being a prankster still has some advantages. But the worse part of it was the patrolling. I had to patrol the corridors with him. I couldn't believe my luck. He was unbelievably annoying.

Oh well, that's all the interesting details from the train ride. Arriving at school was great. First of all, that's the only time I got away from Potter. Second of all, I saw my friends and my home sweet home. My friends and I got out of the carriage. I told them about my horrible train ride. "I don't know why you hate him so much. He doesn't seem too bad," Wilma said. "Speak for yourself, Wilma," I told her. Learning to like Potter even as a friend is never going to happen as long as I live. "He is completely in love with you, Lily. You know, it is really funny to watch him make a fool of himself in front of you." I managed to take my friends to a different subject. The rest of the day was completely uneventful for me. We had to watch the prefects carefully and listen to Dumbledore's soothing voice during the feast. I've always love Hogwarts feasts. Then, after the food and talks about the summer, we retired to bed. It was a tiring day and all I wanted to do is rest. Goodnight!!

Lily

Hermione closed the book. She stared at midair for a while. She couldn't believe it. Did Harry know? Her parents were not even friends when they were at school. James Potter was in love with Lily, but Lily hates his guts. She made up her mind, she would not show this to Harry. He got a lot of things in his mind not including unexpected facts about his parents. She would have to wait for the right time, just not now.

Like it so far? Remember, Hermione doesn't know about what Harry saw in Snape's Worst Memory.