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Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I would be getting it published and not posting it on the net. In short, I don't own Harry Potter. I do own the poem. It's crap, but I thought it up as I went along

Dedication: to…a…certain person… who… will…probably…never…read…this…but…if…you…do…I…love…you…and…ya.

"Stop crying Lily! He's going to hear you!" Tess hissed, and I stopped abruptly. The last thing I wanted was for David to catch me crying. He would want to know what and I would probably tell him. That would not be good. Anyway, we snuck out and went back to the common room. Just my luck, James was waiting. He has become super-protective big brother. My eyes were red, so he got all angry at whoever made me cry. "Nothing was wrong, I just got something in my eye." I said, and he got was all, "Bullshit. If you don't want me to protect you, so be it." And walked off. I swear, he has the biggest head. He and our Cousin Nicole are Head boy and girl, so they share a dorm, separate rooms of course. Nicole is nice and all, but she is a little too much like a veila. She has white blond hair and million guys lusting after her. Ooooo, once again, I wish I were someone else.

By then, it was really late and I just collapsed into bed without even thinking about what I heard David say about some girl. The next morning, I felt really good. I went flying early in the morning, then we had Quiditch practice for three hours. After that it was lunch. I was having a very busy Saturday so far. I went to the library to look up a plant for Herbology, since I missed most of it the day before. I found David there, scribbling away in that journal of his. Once he saw me, he sat it down on the seat next to him, motioned for me to sit on his other side, and then pulled out a book for potions. "Hey" he said, and I smiled and leafed through the book. I started the extra-credit essay I was working on for Herbology. I was working for about half-an-hour, occasionally talking to David, when he finally said he had to be going, and he gathered up his things and left. Once he was gone for maybe five minutes, I noticed he left his journal.

I couldn't resist opening it. I mean, he was always scribbling away, I had to see what it said. I flipped through it quickly, and a lot of the pages seemed to have poems and songs on them, and some had writings. I stopped at the one he had been writing.:

My darling

I love you so much

I don't want to tell you

And shatter our friendship

You don't know

And you never will know

How much I love you

My Lily Flower.

Lily, I love you so much

More then anyone

You are my world

Yet you will never know

My green-eyed Love, Lily.

My heart was turning summersaults. The poem was about me! David loved me! He had been talking about me! My mind was thinking in exclamation points. I set the journal back on the chair so when David came back for it he wouldn't know I read it. He did come back, about five minutes later. "Have you seen-" he said, looking frazzled. I cut him off, pointing to the chair. Then I realized what a stupid act that was. He looked at it, looked at me, and said, "Did you read it?" he said, panic coming over his face. I shook my head. "Liar, Liar, pants on fire!" my mind yelled, but I ignored it. I had never seen David the way he looked now. He grabbed the journal and practically ran out of there.

I didn't tell anyone what I had seen. He couldn't know. How could I tell him that I read the most private thing in his life. That's right, I couldn't. My mind was spinning. I wanted to run after him and tell him I loved him to, but I couldn't. I know I can't, because then he would know that I read it and then he would hate me forever. I had to find a way to let him know that I loved him to. But how…

I spent all of Saturday pondering that. David was avoiding me. I was sitting in the common room next to the fire thinking about it when Molly came up. "Hi Weasel." I said, and she stuck out her tongue. I swear, I cannot stand her. She is the most spoiled-rotten sissy kid I have ever known. The worst part is she's my sister. She is the baby of the family. I swear, my Parents hate me. I do my homework. I am never good enough for them, they always compare me to James or Molly or one of my other brothers. They let me know that I am a failure for a daughter. At least, my mom does. My dad does whatever my mom tells him to. I hate my mom, I love my mom, it's confusing. Anyway, Molly said, "Mummy is really mad. She says that if you get bad grades again this semester, she is taking away your wand for the summer." Trust my mom to think up some stupid punishment.

"So what? I can't do magic anyway this summer." I sneered, and Molly laughed. I just wanted to punch her. She is twelve and a royal pain in the ass. I turn fifteen on October 31, Halloween. Apparently that was the night my father was orphaned, so it doesn't mean much to me. My family always seems to forget that it's my birthday to, and not just Sirius's. Anyway, Molly loves torturing me, and once she saw that this bit of news didn't seem to have the effect she had hoped for, she stalked off. I know she is jealous because I have the basement as my room, which is huge. I read her Diary once, and she confessed that she was totally in love with me. She wanted to be just like me. Unfortunately, she felt the same way about our mother. I am the only one in the family with real red hair. James, Sirius and Remus have black, and Molly has brown. I had red, now dark red.

Saturday night, when I went down to Dinner, Tess figured out that something was up. "Tell me!" she pleaded, but I shook my head. I wouldn't. It was David's business to confess his love to me, not gossip. Tess likes to talk a lot, so she would tell people, then the whole school would know. Unless I asked her to keep it a secret… NO! I yelled at myself. People looked at me in the dining hall. They must have thought that I was crazy, because, A, I had just screamed at the dinner table, and B, I was screaming at myself. Tess looked at me weird, but she left me alone. "You have some issues." She said, and went back to eating. I went back to my fried chicken, but I couldn't help wonder where David was. Was he writing more poetry about me, was he writing a song about me. Finally, I got up, went to the room of requirement, and played the piano for four hours straight. Then I fell asleep on the bed in the room.

When I woke up the next morning, I had absolutely no idea where I was. It took me a moment of almost screaming to remember that I was in the room of requirement. I got up, but I didn't want to leave. If I left, that would mean that I would have to explain to Tess where I had been the night before, and that wasn't something that I was looking forward to. Finally, I dragged myself out of bed, magicked myself to my room, changed and brushed my hair. Then I went to breakfast. Once I got there, Kelsey was all, "Where were you last night. Shagging some guy?" everyone laughed. I, really mad, retorted, "No, that's you, Dear cousin. You see, I, unlike you, are not a slut."

Kelsey opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She loves to tease me, and say stuff like that. I usually never retaliate, but today she pushed the limits. She stood up. "What did you say bitch?" she said, in which I said, "You heard me." She stepped out from the table, and so did I. She was the one who through the first punch. Before I knew it, we were tangled up, punching each other. In case you were wondering, I won by a long shot. She is a very poor fighter, but I grew up with three brothers, if you know what I mean. Anyway, she had only managed to punch me a few times, but she did manage to slap me across the face and leave four nice long scratches from her fifty-galleon manicure. She, on the other hand, had a black eye, her nose was bleeding and her lip cut. Our robes were both torn. We had been broken apart by professor McGonnagall, who has been very irritable lately. She did not look happy at all.

"How could you, fighting at the dining hall. And Gryffendors to! I thought you had more pride then this. Twenty points from Gryffendor. Lily, a week of detention for you, and Kelsey, two weeks for you, because you started the fight. I will be writing to both your parents. You may go to the hospital wing to get cleaned up." She said, and I left. I could here Kelsey's sobs up the hallway. I went back to the common room; I didn't want to go to the hospital wing again. Once I got there, the entire common room cheered. They were all happy that I had given Kelsey what she deserved. I grinned, then winced, because the scratches on my face. Tess, who wants to be a healer, came over and healed them for me. "Thanks." I said gratefully. She grinned. "Good job. It's only ten. What do you want to do?" she said, and I groaned. "I have a week of detention. So, Homework." Amazingly, I still had a ton of homework.

So that's what I spent three hours doing, Homework. It was boring, but at least I had it done so that I wouldn't have to do late when I got back from detention. HaHa to Kelsey for having two weeks, serves her right. That wasn't what my mom thought though, when I got another Howler that day at dinner. "LILY BRIANNA POTTER! I NEVER HAD THIS MUCH TROUBLE AS I DID WITH ANY OF YOU BROTHERS OR MOLLY. HOW DARE YOU PICK A FIGHT WITH YOUR SWEET COUSIN KELSEY. YOU APOLAGIZE TO HER, THERE WAS NO REASON TO PICK A FIGHT. I AM VERY DISAPOINTED LILY, VERY DISAPOINTED." She shouted. Then the letter burst into flames. But another letter came from my dad. I know it was from my dad, because it was his extremely old owl. This not only had two words: Good Job. If mum knew he had sent that, she would be furious. I was guessing she didn't know.

Later that night, David came over. "Good job. You gave Kelsey what was coming at her." He said quietly, and I grinned. He was talking to me again. I was hoping that he was going to confess his undenying love for me. Instead, he was all, "I think it was really brave of you and… um…well… goodnight." He said, and my shoulders slumped. "'Night." I called after his retreating back. I wondered if he was ever going to tell me… I hoped he would…

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