(A/N: okay, this chapter is really short and wacky bcuz I assigned my friends each a character and they had to write diary entry…..and everyone went a LITTLE overboard trying 2 outdo each other…read below and see what I mean…)

James

This is some kinda thing Lily suggested we do. We each write an entry in Ron's diary…I mean journal (I would never insult my friend's masculinity by calling this thing a diary…journal is much more manly). This is my entry. So…what to write about? Hmm. Well, I, James 'Prongs' Potter, am totally awesome. BOW DOWN BEFORE MY AWESOMENESS!

Beast Boy

Why am I not in this story? Am I only in ONE of your stories, Dogstar? This is insulting! I should be the main star in all of your stories, not just Titanized! Wait…Raven? What are you doing with that muzzle? AHHH!

Sirius

But I already wrote in here! What's going on?…looks back at other entries…Who is Beast Boy? Wait…why is the name Silkie suddenly coming to mind? What is this evil!

Remus

(also looks back at other entries)

Being the only sane person in the room, I will be the one who doesn't freak out and actually leaves some important information behind for Harry and Ron. There's a reason we skirted that statue of Theodore the Hairy when we were looking for the Horcrux. It's because we left something important under there. May the force be with you.

Lily

Oh God. I'm about to go mad hanging around these loonies. I've been recruited as an honorary Marauder. Ron was right, just knowing that I'm probably going to end up marrying James bloody Potter is making me be nicer to him, AND is destroying reality as I know it. I mean, this cannot be happening! I'm going to cause chaos with the Marauders and- bum bum bum- I've agreed to go on a date to Hogsmeade with James! Arggh! I'm calling him James! When did I start doing that? (pauses) I've gone mad. I've gone bloody mad. I'm ranting, raving mad! Maybe I have hydrophobia!

Harry

Don't worry, Mum. Judging by the other entries, everyone else has gone mad, too. Besides, sanity is overrated. Now, I could write about my overwhelming emotions at having been able to meet my parents and see Sirius one more time. Or I could make a random observation/statement about an old American song by Smashmouth. I think I'll go with the latter. Writing about my feelings is too girly.

'She was lookin' kinda dumb

with the finger and her thumb

in the shape

of an 'L'

on her forehead.'

This sounds like Sirius talking about his cousin Trixie. I mean Bellatrix.

'Didn't make sense not to live for fun

your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

so much to do, so much to see

so what's wrong with taking the back streets?

You never know if you don't go

You never shine if you don't glow…'

This sounds like Marauder philosophy. Just like

'My world's on fire

How 'bout yours?

That's the way I like it and I never get bored…'

Hmm…

'Somebody once asked

could I spare some change for gas

I need to get myself away from this place.

I said yep

What a concept

I could use a little fuel myself

And we could all use a little change…'

Sounds like Sirius talking about Black Manor and his dictator mother…

Yeah, that was random.

Ron

Jeez, is this even my diary…I mean journal…anymore? Ah well. In the time where everyone was writing their entries, I was in the bathroom. On the way back I ran into Hermione and somehow we are now officially dating. I'm going to go celebrate with the people reading over my shoulder!

(A/N: this chapteris the work of my lunatic friends, Anna, Maureen, Marjorie, Megan, and Ashley…the song Allstar belongs to Smashmouth…dang, I had forgotten they even existed. The nxt chapter is by Sirius. He's going to explain what happened between Ron and Hermione. Here's a sneak preview:

For those of you who are reading this (I mean, that's what people do, right? Read other people's diaries?) I will now give a description of Ron and Hermione's encounter. One much better than Ron's version. An account filled with betrayal, secrets, and passion. However, for the sake of any little kids who might be reading this, I will leave out all the fiery, lustful details…

(A/N: btw, my myspace is ( www . myspace . com / irishkathannah) without the spaces.)