So I just want to say I own nothing…well, nothing that has to do with Harry Potter.

Chapter Five: In Which Lily is Doubly Surprised

August 16, 1978

My Guest Room

Lela's House

3:15 pm

I'm free! I'm finally FREE! I'm out of my house! And I'm with my best friend in the whole entire world, Lela!

We're shopping!

We're gossiping!

We're giggling!

Freedom! Sweet Freedom! No more parents nagging, no more vile monster-in-laws taking over my room (by the way, I burned my sheets…ick). No more Petty and Dur! No more cubboard under the stairs!

YES!

Well it's off to Diagon Ally tomorrow to get our school supplies. Our lists are due to arrive in the morning.

But as for now, it's quality Lily-Lela time! Break out the tea and let us be, ladies and gents! We have a lot of catching up to do!

August 17, 1978

Sitting At Lela's Breakfast Table

Surrounded by Her Five Exceedingly Gorgeous,

Yet Strangely Immature Older Brothers

9:30 am

OH

MY

GOD, dearest Diary!

This is the day that shall live forever in infamy!

The day in which all my hard work has FINALLY paid off! The day in which I learned that all my studying, all my training, all my enforcing of the RULES and punishing those who broke them (while getting away with some quite delicious pranks myself) have proved fruitful!

The day…I have received my Head Girl Badge.

I knew it!

I KNEW it!

I knew IT!

YES!

August 17,1978

Lela's Breakfast Table

10:00 am

Now I'm dancing on the table with Luke.

Now Lenny!

Now I've been twirled to Leo!

And dipped (quite gracefully I might add) and when I came up I'm in the arms of Lex and finally, I end in the arms of Logan!

Oh yay! Lela's brother's are so much fun! And they're all so gorgey! All blonde and blue-eyed…le sigh.

Hey! Now Lela's mum, Lexi, is up here with us! She's hugging me and twirling me around.

It's like I'm one of the family! Hey! I'd fit right in, as long as no one saw me. I mean I have the L-name. Lily. And Lela always said she wanted a sister!

How am I pulling this off, you ask dearest diary. How can I possibly write and dance with the lovely L boys on the Lennington's kitchen table? Well, simply because I am Lily and I am Amazing.

What! I am!

…

But really, I'm using a modified Quick Quotes Quill. I bewitched it to write, not what I say, but what I do. And then I had it leave spaces so I can fill in details later. Pretty ingenious, is it not?

That's why I'm head Girl, Dearest Diary.

And now Mr. Lennington is singing some strange song about us being champions…of the world? I don't know.

This is wonderful! Stupendous! Wondiferous and AMAZING!

Hmm…I wonder who the head boy is. Actually. I don't really care! Each of the L-boys, minus Mr. L, has given both my cheeks a kiss and we're floo-ing to the Leaky Cauldron to celebrate.

Fortiscue's here we come! Save some Death by Chocolate for me!

Lily the love goddess, brilliant Head Girl extraordinaire out.

August 17,1978

My Room in my bed
Lela's House

3:45 pm

Dearest Diary…someone up there is having a serious laugh at my expense.

Oh sure, you're just wondering what could possibly ruin my Head Girl high, right? Well…I'll give you some clues.

Glasses

Coming up with anything yet? No. I'll continue…

Messy hair

Still nothing? C'mon, Dearest Diary! Work with me here! Do I need to spell it out for you?

I do?

FINE!

James POTTER!

It was James Potter! He was the one that ruined my Head Girl High. How? How you ask?

Well…Potter showing up and pulling out my chair at the ice cream parlor for me might do it.

Damn! Why does he have to be so chivalrous and charming! It's making it awfully hard for me to keep UP the FACILE of a sham of continuing to hate him. GRR!

But I suppose you want the story of what happened…is that right? Am I correct in assessing your needs? I know I am. You live vicariously through me and my sad, strange, mystifying life.

So it is now time for…flashback!

So, let me set the scene: The Lennington's and I have floo-ed to Diagon Ally and all is well. We made our way to get some much deserved and needed ice cream.

We have walked into the ice cream shop and are just about to sit down, when Potter comes out of nowhere and walks over to our table. He nods to the Lennington elders and pulls out my chair for me. He seriously just poofed from thin air-which I suppose he can actually do, the whole poofing from nowhere thing, as he can apperate…but c'mon now!-and pulled out my chair! And then he did the same thing for Mrs. L and Lela too!

The NERVE of him! So they're all giggly and goggle-eyed at this show of chivalry and blah, blah, blah…

Luckily, the L-boys are still on my side! Thank the lord for Luke, Lenny, Leo, Lex and Logan! They're all glaring at Potter with me! Yes! I have the help and assistance of five boys! Take that!

But then Potter grins at the L-boys and they smile back! NO! I've lost my back up! How did he DO that! He just disarmed my five Back-up Boys! With a grin! That's disgusting!

And Then, Mr. Lennington asks Potter if he'd like to have an ice cream with us.

Wha-? No! Please Mr. L! Anything but that! I'm begging/ pleading/groveling with my eyes, but all to no avail.

And he's sitting down! Why is he sitting down? You're doing this to torture me aren't you Potter?

Now, I'm thinking real fast. I have to appear gorgeous and aloof and calm and cool and collected and untouchable and most importantly, NOT in LOVE with James Potter. As appearing to be in love with said boy would seriously throw a wrench into the whole…hate-him-forever plan.

So I shake my head to make my hair fly about my shoulders, as I've heard that guys really like that sort of thing, and resolved to flirt with our waiter.

Well the waiter flirting is off…we have a waitress. Though, I suppose if I flirted with her then Potter would catch a hint…though maybe not. And since he isn't even looking at me…

OMG!

He's flirting with the waitress!

That dog! That idiot! That…horrible, worthless, evil, loathsome little cockroach! Stupid giggly twit.

And I can't believe Potter either!

Go and flirt on, you stupid flirter!

I see how it is. I guess he really is over me. He can't have moved on that easily! I should be harder to get over! Come back and pine for my affections, Potter!

So Potter and the L's are talking and talking about who knows what. Nothing important. So I'm just eating my sundae, though I must admit, it has definitely lost some of its sweetness.

I must ponder how to forget James.

And now everyone is looking at me and smiling. Do I have something on my nose? Did I dribble whipped cream on my blouse!

What people! Stop looking at me!

Mrs. L says, "Isn't it wonderful Lily?"

Um, isn't what wonderful? What is wonderful! Nothing is wonderful right now Mrs. L! You're interrupting my thought process of eradicating James Potter from My Mind!

So I just looked at her innocently and said, as grace(less)fully as possible, "Sorry. I wasn't' listening. What did you say Mrs. L?"

Logan nudged Lex and whispered something into his ear. Lex passed it on to Luke, who passed it to Lenny and then to Leo. Leo then told Lela and Lela started giggling into her milkshake. I caught what Leo'd said.

"Too busy staring at Potter to listen."

I was NOT staring at Potter!

Oh Merlin. Was I staring at Potter!

"Well, Lily dear, James was just telling us who the Head Boy was," Mrs. L continued kindly as though I were slightly slow.

"Oh!" I exclaimed, looking at everyone around the table, except Potter. "Who? Remus Lupin I expect?"

"No," said Mr. L. He was grinning.

"Who then?" I asked.

Someone cleared his throat and I whipped my head around to look at the throat-clearer. "Me," said James, a smile on his handsome face.

And all went black.

I fainted.

I opened my eyes. I was reclined slightly in someone's arms, looking up at the ceiling. And there are people standing around me, looking down. Apparently, I'm on the floor.

Let's see, there's Lela grinning at me. Why is she still grinning! I just fainted!

This is not a grin-worthy situation Lela!

Mrs. And Mr. L are to my right…at least they're looking concerned.

And there's Luke, Leo, Lenny, Lex, and Logan.

So that rules out the Lennington family. And that means that I am in the arms of James Potter.

Damn it.

I would enjoy this so much more if I wasn't denying my feelings.

…I did not just think that.

The quickly pushed myself out of Potter's arms. And got to my feet and looked down at him (he was still on the floor).

He was looking at me with the strangest look in his hazel eyes. I don't know how to describe it. It's not something I'm used to, that's for sure.

And now I'm here, Dearest Diary, and I can't stand it! Lela is simply beside herself. The L boys are making complete arses of themselves by having swooning fits whenever they see me and falling into one another's arms. Mr. And Mrs. L smile knowingly at me whenever they see me, like they know something I don't. Like what? Do they think that I and Potter should date or something?

August 17,1978

My Room in my bed
Lela's House

4:00 pm

Should Potter and I date? What would happen if we did?

I think the world might end and that might not be too good.

I'd really like to see what it would be like to go on a date and hold a civil conversation with him.

I think I should just put aside my pride and tell him how I feel.

August 17,1978

My Room in my bed
Lela's House

4:13 pm

HAHAHAHAHA!

Yeah right. Like that's ever going to happen.

But I do have a plan…

More later, Dearest Diary!

Well there you go! Review please! And thanks for reading! Until next time keep a sharp eye ;)

Pupparoux