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Chapter 13: Thinking about Stuff

Hermione struggled to open her eyes, trying hard to make them wide. In front of her, her two best friends were stuffing their faces with bacon and eggs. She slept really late the night before (in fact, it was already morning; 3:30 A.M) finishing all her school work and preparing for an important test about 7th year level spells. Unsurprisingly, Ron and Harry were not so worked up about it as she was. Well, they were after all Ron and Harry.

"Hermione, don't you know that a dining table filled with food is for eating and not for nodding off?"

Hermione sat up straight and saw Ron looking at her like she was crazy. She touched the left side of her face and found it slightly wet. She must've lain down on the bit of water that spilled on the table. She quickly wiped it off and drank the rest of her pumpkin juice.

"I wasn't nodding off," she said to Ron. Now she had a splitting headache. She should really catch more sleep.

"Sure looks like it to me," Ron muttered. Hermione glared at Ron. It was true she knew, but she couldn't help it. She had to finish all her extra work Hermione wasn't behind any work, but since she was nearing her NEWTS, she decided that she would set herself extra work.

"You know it's so typical of you to do this Hermione. You should learn to relax a bit," Ron told her (as he had been telling her everyday for the last few weeks).

"Yes, Ron I'm trying to remember that," she muttered sarcastically.

"Hermione, why don't you stop all these extra study lessons, you're grades are good enough even without all that." Well, Harry always backed Ron up and vice versa.

"Don't be stupid, Harry, I'm not a genius," (Ron coughed loudly at this remark). Hermione suddenly stood up, "Which reminds me, I still have to review my transfiguration notes for a test."

Harry and Ron nearly choked on their pumpkin juice, "We have a test?" they both said simultaneously.

"You don't, but I do. I asked Professor McGonagall to make an extra one for me. You both could take with me if you want to."

Harry and Ron groaned.

"That's very kind of you Hermione, but no thanks," Ron replied mockingly at her.

"Suite yourself, I'm going," Hermione replied darkly. She waved at them and ran towards the exit. From behind her back, she could feel her best friends' eyes rolling.

Hermione nearly fainted on her bed. It was almost midnight and everyone was asleep except for her. She had just finished her normal school work….only the normal school work.

She changed into her pajamas and slumped on her bed. She sighed relaxingly and pulled out the red diary from under her pillow.

"I need to stop doing this," she mumbled to herself just as she opened the red book.

March 1

Dear Diary,

Well, here I am with my usual school work and head girl duties. I had to do all my usual homework, my NEWTS exercise (which we had to take anyways).

"How come I don't know that?" Hermione cried out indignantly. I guess she realized that all the extra work she did was going to repeat again when she goes to 7th year.

I also had to finish up the important Transfigurations project with Potter, then my head girl duties, which I had to do with Potter again, and hang out with my friends (including my free time). Anyways, I just found out that we had to officiate the decorating on each of the four common rooms for the Easter Holiday (a special school project the prefects thought up).

Speaking of which, the prefects decided that they will decorate their own house common rooms and we'll just check them if they are appropriate…but we (namely Head Boy and Head Girl) are buying the materials…together. Imagine the horror! Did I mention that it was Remus Lupin's idea? He might be the most descent of the Marauders but that doesn't mean he's quiet and innocent. Yes, I mean that he set us up. I saw him wink at Potter.

Aaarrggghh! Well, there's nothing much I can do about it. Also, Potter is not as childish as he was barely 2 years ago. When Lupin winked at him, he just smiled simply and walked away. It was surprising, but he has been like this since the beginning of the school year. If he was in 5th year he would give me some of his famous Potter grins and move his eyebrows up and down. Revolting. But…he didn't do it. Queer.

Anyhow, there's gonna be another Quidditch match. I think it's against Hufflepuff. Wilma and the rest of the Gryffindor team practiced this morning. It was a bad time if you asked me. There was a slight drizzle and the ground was extremely muddy. I was in the stands with Sam, Lupin and Pettigrew, trying to watch them play through the rain which was getting heavier by the minute. Will scored numerous amounts of shots. She's one of Gryffindor's best chasers. It seems that Gryffindor is doing much better this year. But the only member new is the new beater (which replaced the old captain). Maybe Potter is doing really well in keeping the team together. Well, there's no surprise there. He's one of the best players the house had had in years. Hey, I'm saying this on behalf of the team, not on behalf of Potter.

Anyways, after the practice, I was going to hang out with my friends when I found out that I have a Prefect meeting to attend to with Potter. Well, that ended the fun since it was the most boring meeting in the history of Hogwarts. It finished just half an hour before curfew…meaning after it we have to patrol the corridors before we turn in to bed. What made the meeting interesting though was that it was Potter who did most of the work…which he seldom does. So after the prefects left, I approached him.

"Pretty good job you did Potter, doing all the talking today." That's what I told him.

"Hmm, a comment from Evans. I should be proud." His sarcasm never wanes. I just rolled my eyes at him.

"I felt like it, and you seem to be rather reluctant," he added. I didn't know he noticed I was lazy.

"Well, if you do that more often then this Head Girl and Boy thing might actually work." I meant it to be sarcastic, but I think he took it rather seriously. He grinned back and leaned down to take his bag. That's when I saw a scar across his left arm. It went from halfway through his arm up to his shoulder. Without much thought, I grabbed his arm.

"What happened to you?" It was just mere curiosity alright!

He carefully tugged his left arm out my hands. "Well, the result of some nighttime adventures under the full moon, you know." I know.

He slung his bag on his shoulder and opened the classroom door. "Shall we go or are you planning to stay here?"

The silence between us while we patrolled the corridors was uncomfortable. I looked at his eyes; he seemed to be thinking a lot…like he was figuring things out. Weird huh? James Potter, thinking? Not usually.

So, I broke the ice. "You know, I didn't really thank you for what you did that night of the full moon. So, thank you." A stupid remark.

"It's no problem. You can always count on the great Potter if you need help my dear Evans."

Now that sounded more like him, especially when he paired it with his famous smile.

But for some unknown reason, it made me feel a little queer in the stomach. Why? I have no idea.

Then something blurted out of my mouth, "Why do you do it anyways?" I shouldn't have asked, I felt it was too personal…but my big, fat mouth had to get in the way.

"Do what?" he replied.

"Never mind."

"You mean, be an animagus for Moony?"

I just nodded my head. There was nothing I could do now that I started the subject.

"Remus is our best friend you see and, well, the only way he could be happy is if something could be done about his condition."

"But there's nothing you can do right?" I felt sorry for Lupin a lot, and even if it's illegal, I didn't disagree with the Marauders animagi idea.

"The only thing we could do is be with him during that time," Potter added.

"Did it work?"

"Of course, well, it sort of tamed him a bit. Because of our form, we could keep him from being destructive and menacing. But that's the only thing we could do." He looked slightly depressed when he said the last sentence. Potter must be a really loyal friend, I thought.

"When did you find out that he was, a, well, you know?"

"I think it was around the beginning of 2nd year, when Serious decided to sneak after him."

"I see that you all have your harmless means, don't you?" It astound me that everything the Marauders do is connected to trouble.

Potter laughed, "That's what we are known for."

Then the school clock struck for curfew. We headed back to the common room after checking every corner of the 3rd floor. We went separate ways after that.

"Goodnight," if he stopped there, then there it would be normal, "Lily."

It made me stop on my tracks. He called me Lily. I turned around and watch his disappearing figure go up to the boy's dormitory. Even if he love to tease me and ask me stupid questions (like asking me out a lot as you know), he always called me Evans. Well, as I said he's acting less than his usual self…perhaps more…erm…mature? I think that's the reason. I've never imagined him like that before, but I don't know him that much as well. Well, these last few months, I've known a lot of things about James Potter. And none of them are as bad I as thought. Oh, who cares…I certainly don't…do I?I shouldn't think about stuff too much. But on the minor note, my first name coming out of his lips didn't sound so bad…

Cheers,

Lily

The red diary closed on Hermione's lap without her knowing. The young witch was peacefully sleeping, resting from all her hard work. After she read the last word of Lily Evan's diary entry (for that day), the girl's eyes closed for the night. Maybe she also should stop thinking about stuff for a while.

Note: Well, that's the end of that chapter. I kind of made this diary entry a daily journal…hope that's ok. You think Lily is getting much closer to James? I don't know, just tell me what you think and review…cheers!