A/N: Sorry it's so short and it took so long to update! Lots of schoolwork that has to be done! Blame my AP chemistry teacher!
January 1
I can't decipher, did Sirius and I kiss? I've been playing the moment over and over in my mind and now I can't figure out if we did or not. The entry above says we didn't. Drats and double drats. I haven't written for a bit for you see I have had nothing to write about. But today Megan and Lily returned and I am here to tell you that I have had no owls from Sirius! None! Maybe I'm over thinking this whole almost kiss thing. I mean, we didn't even kiss and I'm already insulted he hasn't sent an owl. I want to know what made him be called home. Regulus is back but he isn't. Oh my! What if they called him back to kill him! Oh MY! I didn't stop him or anything! He could be dead and I didn't even kiss him! That came out way shallower then I meant it. What I mean to say is it would be just like Sirius Black to finally become your friend and almost kiss you and then just as your replaying it over and over go get killed. He and the cosmic forces are in cahoots! CONSPIRACY! Lily tells me to calm down. Megan says I really like Sirius. I say this is me calm and I just hate conspiracies and want my kiss. Is that too much to ask for?
January 3
Sirius came back late last night. At least, that's what James says. He looks as if he hasn't slept for days, but oddly satisfied with himself for some reason. Maybe we did kiss and I just don't know it yet. No, nix that, I'd know. I'll ask him now as he has just slumped in next to me.
Later....
Well I asked and originally he was called home to try to talk his older cousin Andromeda out of marrying a muggle. Of course he told his mother that he wasn't going to do it and that Andromeda could marry whomever she pleased. His mom officially burned him off the family tapestry (whatever that means). I asked him why he took so long to come back. That fight seemed to only take up four days at the most. Well, then this weird thing happened. He raised his tired head, smiled, and began to tell me about how Andromeda's friend wanted to start a teen club pretty close by the school. Fairly casual and basically open on the weekend when Hogwarts students could go and dance. It would be in Hogsmeade and would be fun. It would open later this month and he invited me to go opening night. Opening night was going to be semiformal or formal. A bowtie affair, as he put it. But all of this was not weird. What was weird was this whole time he'd been telling me this he'd moved his hand from his lap to be placed on top of mine on the bench. Shocked me a bit. Literally. I mean my hand tingled. I think I missed a joke he said but I laughed like I'd heard it.
Then, to make things weirder, I stood to go to class and he grabbed my books before I could and carried them. I told him he looked dead tired and he didn't have to, I was a modern woman who could carry books with my modern feminine strength, but he just laughed and said it was mans work. Patil walked past and gave me the dirtiest look. It was great! And yet no kiss for Lela. Cosmics, you are funny funny forces. Later, in class, we found our books mixed up and had to sort them. Silliness.
Lela sighed looking around the library over the pile of books she had in front of her. "Megan, why is Patil glaring at me like that? Do I have a hideous wart on my otherwise gorgeous face?" Megan looked up, pushing her wavy hair from her face. "Wart less as always, and its good to see that Sirius didn't crush your ego while I was gone." The two girls began a classic exchange of looks.
Megan begins by giving a look that says, as clear as day "Honestly, Lela, you stole her best friend and now her love interest, of course she hates you." Lela replies with a look of "That is no reason to hate me, I'm a lovely person. And she chased Lily away." Some people say looks speak volumes, our look amps go to eleven. Lily laughs as she sits down next to Lela. "So how were your Christmas vacations," Lily asks opening her book as if she's ready to study, though all three girls know it will be the last thing to happen. "Mine was alright, same old same old," Megan shrugs. "Well, lets see," Lela says thoughtfully. "Made snowmen, had Christmas with my brother, almost kissed Sirius Black, was attacked by singing suits of armor, had a snowball fight-" "Wait! What?" Lela looked shyly at her two friends, books now forgotten as they gaped at her. "You nearly snogged Sirius Black," hissed Lily as if everyone in the library were curious in the escapades of Lela Snape. "Not snogged, Lily," Megan corrected, "kissed." "Twice," Lela admitted guiltily. The girls giggled nervously, as if unsure of what to make of this development. "Tell us everything...." Lily began. "Yes," Megan agreed. "How did your paranoid loathing turn to unbridled lust?" Lela blushed in annoyance. "It's silly and I don't know," she sputtered, reaching into her bag. "How about you just read the two entries on it in my diary." "But, you never let us read your diary," Megan whispered as if to suggest it was to commit sacrilege. "Well, this once," Lela snapped, reaching into her bag and searching for her diary. "We are not worthy," Lily cooed, making bowing motions that sent Megan into silent giggles. Lela's expression of amusement suddenly turned to one of fright. "I can't find it."
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