Diary of a Toerag
Disclaimer: I don't own the Marauders, Hogwarts, Lily Evans, or any other thing/person/place you recognize.
A/N: Um Hi! First story. Please help with comments or suggestions. The idea came to me while in front of the computer reading other fan fiction. If you recognize anything then it's not mine. Gold stars to all the brilliant authors out there keeping me entertained hours of the day.
Chapter 2
Date:Christmas Day
Place:Potter Manor
Time:After Lunch
I couldn't eat today. And I know exactly why. I have been thinking about Evans, my sweet Lily, cuddling up with that Ravenclaw she's dating. C'mon who in their sane minds would date a bloody Ravenclaw? Don't they just sit and study all day?
Bashing diary against head whilst repeating "stop thinking about Lily Evans", doesn't work. Don't try it again.
Next subject: Got a pretty good haul for Christmas this year, chocolates from Remus, Zonko stuff from Sirius, a picture of myself from Wormtail (weird!), and new broom from my parents. The old one will probably go to the school broom cupboard.
-Ha ha. See, I can think about other things besides Lily-
We, the Marauders, left a present for Filch in the broom cupboard on the second floor. Pity we can't be there to see it. Then Evans can shout at me for being... damn I'm doing it again.
Arghh!!
Date:should be about 2nd or 3rd of January
Place:Hogwarts
Time:afternoonish
How is it possible that one person can take over one's thought processes so completely. It's incredible. When I wake up in the mornings, I think of her. When I eat breakfast I think of her. She sits at the kitchen table of our house, while I am busy making her favourite, blueberry flapjacks with honey and a pot of tea, followed by a slice of toast with butter and one sausage.
Darn, time for class. (Evans would be proud. I'm cleaning up).
Date: Same as above
Place:hiding where Prongs can't find me
Time:Umm, late
As the best friend, it is my duty to check up on the sanity of my best friend, by reading his every thought and desire from the diary. Findings conclude: best friend is in love with one named Lily Evans, and if said best friend has his way, Mrs. Lily Potter. You know it actually has a nice ring to it, Lily Potter.
James and Lily Potter.
Lily and James Potter.
The Potters.
Pronglet Sirius Potter (future Godson).
Date:the next day
Place:my dorm
Time:I dunno (I think I need a watch)
Have decided to buy Sirius his own diary, maybe then he'll stay out of mine.
Must say I agree with Padfoot. Mrs. Lily Potter sounds VERY nice.
But Pronglet Sirius Potter. Second son maybe, but certainly not the first. Then again I only want one son. The rest have to be girls who look exactly like their mother. Red hair and green eyes. Maybe some with hazel eyes. Then I can be a maniacal overprotective daddy. Ha ha haaa. Watch out boys of the future, James Potter is going to be your worst nightmare! Then Prongslet and Sirius can have the leftovers.
Date:9 January
Place:History of Magic class
Time:Sleeptime
My Flower is the only one taking notes. She looks so beautiful with the sun catching her hair and playing a million different shades of red.
Was just poked by Padfoot. Was told am acting like a nancy boy. Was told am taking nancy boy notes.
Sodding best friend.
Am considering asking Gideon and Fabian again if they want to be new best friends.
Prongs, write proper sentences. And stop ranting.
Sod off, Moony.
Oh, now that's mature.
And get your own sodding diary.
Date:12 January
Place:Hospital Wing
Time:Unknown
The sodding bastard made her cry. So, do you know what I did. I beat him up.
I got detention, a bruised fist and screamed at by Lily. But you know what? Her best friend approved of what I did. So take that, Huh!
Date:15 January
Place:Charms
Time:Charms (duh!)
Lily-flower looks down today. Her eyes are still red. And she keeps sniffling.
Should I offer her a tissue or a trip to the Hospital Wing?
Question was posed to Moony.
He groaned and dropped his head into his hands.
Not asking Padfoot.
Date:15 January
Place:Corridor
Time:After Charms
Accidentally bumped into Lily (yeah right) she didn't even look at me not even to say something scathing.
Am considering throwing myself off the Astronomy Tower if Flower doesn't start smiling soon or start insulting me.
Must work on insulting part. Not good for fragile ego.
Prongs, mate, your ego is ANYTHING but fragile.
Moony and Wormtail have Prongs in a headlock on the ground. I'm starting to think suggesting a diary might be a bad idea. Prongs now writes in class instead of secretly behind his curtains on his bed.
Damn, Prongs got loose from Moony and Wormtail must run and drop diary along way to throw Prongs off.
IDEA!!! Throw diary to Evans and….(writing trials off as if person writing was suddenly and violently interrupted)
