Sunday 2nd January

Edith's Room

10:40 p.m.

Wow, I can't believe how long it's been since I last wrote in here. I must have gotten really lazy over the hols.

You haven't really missed anything though. I did have fun; it just isn't the sort of thing that seems all that interesting when you write it down.

Although, come to think of it, we did nearly die once when we were crossing the road on the way back to Edith's. I hate crossing the road; you'd think that, being part of a magical world, which is full of dark wizards and stuff, crossing the road would be the last thing on my mind, but I swear, it will be the death of me one of these days. We were just lucky this time, since the bus stopped just in time and all.

We also got chased by a bunch of geese for a bit, which was rather scary. And it was on the same day as well, come to think about it. You know, I'm surprised we're not severely mentally scarred from it. It was a very traumatising day for us, well, until we went back to Edith's and made cakes.

Apart from that though, there wasn't much to write about. We're going back to school tomorrow, though. Sigh. So I'll probably be getting loads of nonsense from James, if that cheese diary means anything.

Which reminds me, we haven't actually figured out what's going on with that thing yet. We're going to take a look at it on the train tomorrow, though. So I think I should probably be very scared.

Anyway, we have to get up early tomorrow (gah!) so that we can get to the train on time, so I'm going to go to bed now.

Monday 3rd January

Hogwarts Express

12:30 p.m.

I haven't seen James so far today, which is good. It's too early for me to be expected to deal with his nonsense now.

Well okay, it's half twelve and that's not really that early at all. But considering the fact that I was up at eight this morning and I am SO tired, I think I deserve a break. I mean, what if I fall asleep on him or something?

DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT! IT COULD HAPPEN!

Anyway, it appears we have some business to attend to now. A certain cheese diary has not been checked for spells that could put my privacy at risk.

12:35 p.m.

Well, I feel a bit dim. We've just been sat here for about five minutes staring at that damn diary. Well, apart from the bit where I pointed my wand at it and went, very stupidly, "Reveal your secret, diary!"

And then because nothing happened I added, "WE HAVE WAYS OF MAKING YOU TALK!"

Which was a lie, of course, because if we had ways of making it talk we wouldn't have been standing there yelling at it, we'd have been actually making it talk. Which, I'm pretty sure, is just not going to happen because I've always thought that diaries, being inanimate objects, can't actually speak.

Well, actually, I bet there's a spell that can get them to talk, but –

Oh my God!

I have once again come up with an ingenious plan! I have just told Edith and Nat my wonderful idea and we're going to try it no –

12:40 p.m.

Well, naturally, that was a disaster. After telling the others about my idea Nat just shrugged and, with a funny wave of her wand, yelled, "Speakus diarius!"

Do I really need to explain what happened next?

I just went, "God, Nat, blow up the carriage, why don't you?"

That was just so like her.

No one was hurt, which is good, I guess, since I don't think the teachers would really appreciate a bunch of kids being killed on the first day of the new term.

I think we're just going to lie low for a while and feign ignorance.

As for the diary… well, I don't think I'll have to worry about that any more. Since it was blown up and all…

Oh, well, at least some good came out of Nat's habit of causing chaos and destruction wherever she goes. Now, back to explaining how adding 'us' to the end of a word does not make it into a spell, never mind one that will actually work...

1:00 p.m.

Okay, I was just on my way back from the loo when I bumped into James (on his own, thank goodness). I swear, he just appeared out of nowhere! Well, he could have just stepped out of one of the compartment, I suppose, but… you know…

Anyway, the point is, he was right in front of me before I even had time to throw myself into some random person's compartment to hide myself. And, here's the strange thing, when he spotted me he just smiled at me! There was no blowing kisses or whistling or anything.

How weird is that?

Who knew that once you get James Potter away from his mates he actually acts like a decent human being? It's almost enough to make me like him just a little bit.

Almost.

Whatever. Hey! Maybe this means I won't have to worry about this term being as bad as the last one. James-wise, I mean.

Cool.

1:10 p.m.

I spoke too soon.

Guess who just came into our compartment, wondering why they can smell smoke?

Yeah, you got it.

So after about five minutes of, "We don't know a thing… we swear!" from us, Sirius went, with this stupid grin on his face, "Hey Evans, did you get the present?"

"Er… yes," I said, hoping my eyes didn't look too shifty. "And I swear we didn't blow it up already."

Weird looks were exchanged, as usual, and then, after a few kisses were blown in my direction, James and his friends were off.

Ah, how I love being back in school!

A/N: I did it! I updated! Hurrah! Sorry this took so long. I had writer's block and stuff… They're back in school now though, so hopefully it won't be so hard to come up with ideas for the next chapter, although I've given up on promising I'll be quick, since that usually isn't true. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, you all rock!

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