All three girls stared at one another. "I can't find it, my diary," Lela hissed, biting her lip with anxiety. She emptied her bag on the table along with her pockets and they searched through the things, looking for either a shrunk or regular sized diary. It was nowhere to be found. "Oh bloody hell," Lela cried, making Madam Pince glare at them. She then shot up from the table and rushed out of the library.
For the next week, Lela nearly destroyed every room she sat in looking for her diary. It was not the fact that her diary held her many many quirks and strange ramblings that bothered her. It didn't even have too many secrets in it. But the ones it did, Remus' for instance, were things she'd prefer other people not find out. Besides, she did have one enemy, Bethany Knott, who would recognize and thank the gods of firewhiskey for finding the diary, should she find it first. Besides, Lela thought. If someone like Sirius read the first few pages in which her eccentric loathing was written, she may never get that kiss. She paused to worry that perhaps it would change his feelings from hopes of kisses to hopes of pranks. But, of course, the cosmics were out to get her. Half way through every search she would be interrupted by someone and have to humor them for as long as possible, careful not to say she was looking for a diary.
The most amusing pause came when she was searching the common room. Sirius' 4th year stalker, Darla, stood right in the way of where she was trying to search, in what Lela thought was suppose to be a towering rage. Unfortunatley, since Darla was shorter then Lela, the towering was not very effective. "Where is my Sirius-poo?!" Darla snarled threateningly. Lela snapped that she didn't know where her Sirius-poo was and that she was busy but Darla would not move! Lela, deciding to be an understanding and compromising person, tried to step around the 4th year, but found Darla blocking her way again. "Tell me! Where have you hidden him. Just because he likes me more then you doesn't mean you can hide him. You can't stop our love!" Darla proclaimed loud enough for every person in the common room to look over curiously. Lela, caught and beaten, told her where she'd hidden Darla's Sirius-poo. "See that blonde boy over there? Peter Petegrew?" Darla nodded. "I made him look like that, that's really Sirius-poo." Darla cackled triumphantly and ran off to coo over her very confused Sirius-poo who was in fact Peter-poo. Though Megan would have argued that he was just poo.
As Lela was about to continue searching, she was grabbed by an invisible hand and suddenly found herself in the boys staircase. Out of nowhere popped the real Sirius-poo, scaring Lela half to death. She would have screamed with shock if Sirius had not covered her mouth. "What are you doing," she asked, her annoyance at her search being disturbed replaced by bemused curiosity. "I'm hiding from Darla-poo, of course," he whispered so softly Lela had to lean in to hear him. "And why would you be hiding from your one true love," Lela asked. "You shouldn't play such cruel games with her heart, you know. I would never play such cruel games. I truly am a caring person," Lela told him with a smirk. He let out a bark laugh that he quickly silenced with his hand and nodded to go further up the stairs. Lela raised her eyebrow skeptically. "Good sir," she told him. "You will have to buy me dinner before I go to your room with you!" At this, Sirius began to laugh so hard that he fell down the few stairs to the commonroom where Darla let go of Peter-poo and rushed towards her now wounded Sirius-poo. "You beast of a girl!" She squealed at Lela, who still did not understand why Sirius found her statement so amusing. Lela decided that she, Darla, squealed like a little piggy, and then couldn't decide if she'd used that analogy before. As Lela pondered this, Darla turned to Sirius-poo and cooed "My poor poor sirius-poo. Are you alright poo-poo?" The fact that Sirius had just been called poo-poo sent Lela into a fit of laughter that lasted all the way down to the dining hall. Lela decided that despite the loss of diary, she'd laugh herself to sleep.
Unfortunatley, aside from that comic incident, Lela really didn't have much to laugh about. She had searched everywhere she's been this year and could not find the diary anywhere. She had even got Megan to search her dorm, which was shared with Bethany Knott. "I'd don't see the big deal," Severus hissed as they sat skipping rocks on the lake on night. Or rather, Lela moodily skipped rocks while Severus read from his potions book. "Does it have you confessing your undying love for some haggard old drunkard or some record of crimes in it?" Lela gave him a dark look. He put down his book alarmed. "Not Black, Lela," he hissed. Lela groaned and slumped back. "I don't confess my love for anyone, Sevvy. It's just... you know how I am. I obsess about silly things." Severus raised an eyebrow. "Your worried someone will read your obsessing over a haggard old drunkard?" Lela rolled over to her stomach and nodded. "What if Bethany finds it, Sevvy? What if she reads about Remus?" Severeus looked very serious suddenly. "You wrote that in your unprotected diary," he snapped more viciously then Lela had ever heard. "Yes," she answered in a small voice. Severus let out a growl and stood up, marching off. "Foul creature," Lela huffed, continuing to worry.
It wasn't until half way through the month that Lela suddenly sat up in the middle of the night. "Lily," she whispered as loud as a whisper could be and still be considered a whisper. Lily grunted. "I remember where my diary was last." there was another grunt and the sound of Lily turning over. "That day Sirius came back and mixed our books up, I finished writing in it in class and then put it on top of the textbook. I think he grabbed it by accident when he was sorting the books." There was a grunt and what sounded like a snore. "LILY! THE HAGGARD OLD DRUNKARD HAS MY DIARY!" Lela shouted making the rest of the girls in the room jump and Lily fall off of her bed. Fuming, Lela pulled her curtains apart and marched downstairs, ignoring the dark mumbles from her dorm mates.
