A/N: Sorry I'm not too good with updating. I really try though. Well, don't wanna delay you any longer!

Hermione stayed in the Room of Requirement for most of the day. She'd never read ahead in the diary without Harry, but the diary intrigued her. There were so many questions she had that she hoped would be answered. But Hermione stayed true to the promise she made herself, not to open the diary past what she had read with Harry. Oh, maybe just a peek. No, no!

This was confusing Hermione. She had never had trouble with restraining herself before. Well, maybe she had a few times, but that was when she wanted to learn something for class or to help. Wasn't that exactly what the diary was? A book she wanted to study? She sprung up from her chair. She had to get out of the room. She grabbed her bag and hurried out of the room.

"Hermione?" said Harry from next to her. They were in the Great Hall at dinner. Hermione had spent most of her day in the library trying not to think about the diary too much. Harry spent most of his day in the Quidditch field trying to clear his head. Neither of their plans worked too well. The diary was the only thing either of them could think about.

"Hermione?" said Harry again when she didn't respond.

Hermione snapped out of her little daze and looked up. "Huh? Sorry Harry." She said. She had been thinking about how far the diary went. Did it reach all the way until Lily's last hour? What about Harry being born? Did it cover that?

"I don't know if I want to keep reading the diary." he told her. Hermione was focusing now.

"What?" she said loudly. Harry hushed her.

"It's depressing." Harry whined. "It just gets worse and worse. If we keep reading it, it might just be horrible. If we don't, we could just pretend we never found it." He put his head in his hands. "It's just too much."

Hermione had heard enough. She smacked him on the back of his head. "No way, Harry!" She stood up. Harry looked up at her startled. Hermione looked around to see everyone looking at her strangely. She sat back down blushing. "There is no way they can stay mad at each other." That isn't the fairy tail it should be! She thought desperately.

Harry sighed. "Ok, how about you read the next entry, and tell me if it's good." He continued picking at his food.

Hermione grabbed his hand and pulled him up, unmoved at all of the weird looks she was getting. "You're coming with me. Now." She dragged him out of the great hall. Harry was too surprised to fight back. "They have to stay together." Hermione muttered. "They have to." She dragged Harry to the Room of Requirement. "Harry we have to keep reading! I can't without you!" Hermione pleaded.

Harry finally pulled himself away from her. "Why? Can't you read it yourself and leave me alone?" But he didn't leave. Now that he was being forced, he had an excuse to keep reading the diary.

Hermione dragged Harry into the room and pointed to the couch. Harry smiled at her and sat down. She pulled the diary out of her book bag and sat on one of his legs. "I'm not letting you leave." She said sternly and looked for their place in the diary. No matter how tough a time Harry was having with the diary, he couldn't help but smile at Hermione.

Hermione cleared her throat to start the next entry but hesitated. Why did Lily have to start her entries so terribly? Hermione sighed and read.

"Things went awful with James! They both came outside to see me. James sat one side of me and I was so uncomfortable and scooted away from him…right into Remus' lap. I didn't notice him sit on the other side of me. James looked horrified and Remus gave me a look that asked 'Do you want to get us both killed?'

"Sorry." I mumbled, blushing, as I got off him and looked down at my feet so I wouldn't have to look either of them in the eye.

"Lily," said James. I didn't look up. "Lily. Please." I slowly turned my head to the side to see him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his emerald ring. "I can hold it now" he said quietly. I just nodded.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked at Remus. He sighed. "I'm so sorry, Lily. It was my fault. All that could have come of that would be pain, for me, James, and you. I'm truly, deeply, sorry." He sighed and let his hand fall from my shoulder.

He looked so sad sitting there. I bit my lip trying not to cry again. "No Remus. It wasn't your fault." I said, and against my better judgment, I drew him into a hug. He responded rather nervously (And I don't blame him since James was looking daggers at him).

James gave a little cough to get our attention. I felt very frustrated with him. What, did he think I'd never let go? Did he think a simple friendly hug would turn into some kind of intense make-out session? I sighed and pulled away from Remus. "Why don't you go see what Sirius and Peter are up to?" I suggested and Remus got up and left after giving one more weak yet encouraging smile.

So this was it. I was all alone with James. I glared at him before he could say anything. He glared back. "Well?"

I looked at him stunned. "Well what? You tell me?" Alright, I admit I didn't know entirely what I was saying, but I wanted to argue with him. I sound awful, I know.

"Well I think..." he sighed and looked into my eyes. "I think you don't love me anymore." He sounded very calm and sad.

I wanted to cry. This couldn't be happening! I couldn't stand looking at him, I knew I'd cry if I did.

"James," I said. "I… I just…What do you want me to say?" I asked pitifully.

He put his head in his hands. "Why?" he seemed to beg. "Why kiss Remus? Why not talk with me? I'll do anything, anything to get you back!" He was pleading now. I've never seen James Potter plead.

I took his hands. "You still have me James." I kissed him. But it was awkward and quick. I sighed. "You know I love you."

He shook his head. When he spoke his voice sounded distant. "No, I don't know. Just tell me why you aren't happy with me, please?"

"You're a pig, James!" I yelled. I couldn't take this anymore. I had to just say it and get it over with. "You're a bloody pig that thinks of nothing but my ass and a glass of firewhiskey!" I stood suddenly, not sure why I was standing. I just wanted him to know I had power! I wasn't going to let him push me around!

He looked up at me. He had… No, not possible…James Potter had, tears? I dropped to my knees and held him. "I couldn't tell you. I was just scared. I love you so much."

He was stiff in my arms. "Oh. I see. I didn't know."

I was stunned! Not even an apology? I felt like I was being pushed around again. "James Potter! If anyone needs to answer now it's you! Why treat me the way you do? Why are you not the same James I fell in love with? You're not the James I married!" I couldn't take it. I broke down and cried.

James put his arms around me. It seemed more like instinct than that he wanted to. I felt horrible. He didn't want to be near me. He didn't want to touch me. He had to. I pushed him away.

"It's time to send your friends home." I told him. I felt weird saying that. Peter and Sirius and Remus were my friends too. But it was because of James I had met them and I wanted nothing to with him at that moment.

The rest of the day went by and I hardly talked with James at all. I miss him so much. Us being in the same bed is totally awkward. He's asleep right now. I wish… I don't know. I just want it to be like it used to be.

Lily