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1st September, in compartment on Hogwarts Express, about 30 minutes before we arrive at Hogsmeade

Well bugger.

Bloody bugger!

I know my last entry wasn't exactly helpful but today has been a long, long day.

And it started off so well. I mean apart from the chronic fatigue, it couldn't have gone any better.

Now I'm not too sure.

So far today I've had to go back home twice making myself almost late for the train, had a serious life-changing moment, found out that the bane of my existence was Head Boy, been terrorized by the Ravenclaw slags, been (I think) hit on twice by a Ravenclaw prefect, found out one of my best friends have fallen in love and to top it all off I've once again been assaulted by Sirius Black.

I will not even be allowed to go to the feast because as soon as I get to Hogwarts I am going to have to go to the Hospital Wing. Fortunately for me, Black and I are the only ones who know why I need to go.

I better start from this morning. I had woken up at 5:30AM which considering I got to bed at about 1AM last night is creepy. I mean usually I have about 12 hours sleep and I am still tired. And I only had 4 and a half hours sleep, but I passed it off as being nervous for the new year and my new position as Head Girl.

So I decided to make sure I packed everything, I looked at my trunk and noticed how disorderly it was and so I took everything out of it and began repacking it. It was sort of weird since every year I went to Hogwarts my trunk was in the utmost order and yet I was about to go to Hogwarts with my socks in my parchment. I thanked my lucky stars that my body decided to wake up earlier than ever this morning.

After an hour of sorting, throwing out and refolding I went downstairs to find my dad drinking his coffee and sitting on the stool in the kitchen. He was a doctor and at the moment he had what I could only guess was a medical form out and writing furiously on it. I went over to him and gave him a huge hug, as I hadn't seen him in a week because I slept most days into noon and by then he was working and he usually got home after I had fallen asleep.

He jumped for a second before turning around and his face split into a huge smile when he saw who it was, "Flower! Why are you up so early?"

I smiled brightly for a moment before then realizing what he had just asked me. What was I up so early for?

Again I passed it off as nerves and replied, "I couldn't stay asleep. I guess I am just excited about the new year and all."

My Dads smile was wiped off his face as he remembered that this was my last day home, "Oh yeah. You're going back to school. Are you excited?"

I gave him a weird look as I had only just told him that I was excited, "Er, yeah I am excited. I am a little nervous about being Head Girl though. In fact I am terrified! I still think that they made a huge mistake and when I get there they are going to tell me that Lola Blight actually received it."

There was no use in telling Dad about Blight because I had complained enough times about her in my letters to explain how our relationship was. See, she was the Ravenclaw princess. She had pretty much shagged everybody there was to and she absolutely despised me. I don't know why but Mary says it is because she had her eyes set on Potter and then he became 'obsessed' with me.

I think it is just because I got straight O on my OWLs and she didn't. It is always a competition between us: Who could get the best result, which one of us was going out with the best guy (that's one sided to her since I don't give a damn) and who could snag Potter first.

Really I wouldn't mind if she won the latter as it would probably get him off my head. Anyways Blight has her little Ravenclaw cronies; Miranda Parker, Penelope Jones and Katy White. The other two Ravenclaw girls; Shirley Clover and Hannah Buckley were really nice and we sometimes talked in History of Magic and Ancient Runes.

Anyways back to my day, "Oh Flower, I don't think that they are going to take away your Head Girl badge. Wasn't it you who got straight O in your OWLs while Lola Blight only got 3 O's?"

I blushed as I remembered gloating to Mum and Dad in a letter after my 6th year began after overhearing that I had beaten Blight at something once again.

I just nodded but then said, "Yeah but Dad, I am not really good at talking to people. I mean I can do it, but I don't know how to. I am one of the least organized people there are."

Well technically that was true but when I had my mask on I guess I did look pretty sophisticated.

Dad just shook his head sadly and said solemnly, "Lily, your headmaster, Professor Bumblebee-"

I stifled my laughter as I corrected him, "Dumbledore."

"Right. Professor Dumbledore wouldn't have given you that badge unless you really deserved it."

"But Dad that is what I am saying! He wouldn't have given me it unless I deserved it or if there was a mistake, which I am sure there is."

Dad just laughed and went back to his paper. I sighed and went to get myself a bowl of porridge. I didn't really like it, but it was all there was.

We sat there in silence as I finished eating and he drank his coffee until Mum came down.

"Oh! Finally! There you are Mark. Oh and Lily. What are you doing up?" my Mum stated pushing her red hair out of her face. I just put on a smile as Mum didn't bother to listen to my explanation as she went on with telling Dad about something that was happening with her newest book.

Eventually I finished half of my bowl of porridge and walked upstairs to have a shower. Okay, SO NOT going to write the details of that in case somebody finds this. So after finishing my shower I put on a park of cords and a red skivvy.

I plaited my hair and then bounced downstairs ready to take on the world. I wanted to go soon but considering it was only 8AM I would just have to sit down and wait out the hours.

Eventually I decided that since it was going to be one of the last times of being in the muggle world I would play a little bit in the play ground around the corner.

I hoped to dear Merlin that no undesirables couchSeverusSnapecough would come as I set off towards my child hood sanctuary.

There was nobody there since it was so early and I sat on one of the swings and slowly worked myself up higher and higher. I remember doing this with Petunia several years earlier.

I would try to go as high as I could and then to see how much Petunia cared for me I would jump off.

She usually came running over to me to make sure I wasn't hurt.

That was when it all started.

The mask I mean.

I don't even know why I have it.

But moving on from that I got the swing to go as high as a seventeen year old could make it and then at the right moment I jumped off it and landed like a cat on my feet. Very graceful if I say so myself.

Anyways after I stayed there for what I thought was half an hour I went home.

I looked at the clock and then looked again as I realized it was 10AM.

I had an hour to get to Kings Cross Station and I live 45 minutes away from London.

I quickly got Mum and Dad and told them we needed to go.

We rushed out the door and got in the car.

5 minutes into the trip Mum asked me whether or not I had my trunk and I stared at her in shock when I realized that in my rush I had forgotten to get all my stuff.

Now that I look back I probably could've got Mum and Dad to park somewhere, where a tree was and apparate back home to get my trunk and then apparated back to the tree.

But in my surprise I completely forgot about my magical abilities and we had to speed back home to get my trunk and cat.

So there we were in the car once again all worried about not getting there in time when I realized I forgot this diary since I had never actually put it into my trunk.

So I forced Mum and Dad to drive back home even though they were saying stuff like 'We will send it to you' and 'You can buy a new diary'.

But I couldn't do that since Mary gave me this journal and Merlin knew that she would be happy to see me using it.

So we were once again down the same road and Mum and Dad were grumbling about how much more time we had, while I sat there completely oblivious to the world.

Then after 40 more minutes of being in the car we were finally there. And because there were only 5 more minutes left we had to rush to the wall between platforms 9 and 10.

Actually before I continue on with my little escapades I wonder why it is called platform 9 ¾.

Shouldn't it be 9 ½?

Magical people have no logic when it comes to these things.

Anyways I got to the platform 9 and what should have been ½ as Mum and Dad followed me and saw a lot of parents crying and hugging. I was confused as to this because we did this every year and this year was just like the rest.

Before it hit me!

And boy it hit me good.

This year was nothing like the rest.

Lord Voldy-thingy (sorry but I can never remember what his name is) has made some serious losses to families in these Summer holidays.

And so as I looked around astonished, wondering why every Mother and Father was acting as if they would never see their children again I realized that, that may be the case. They may never see each other again.

And all of a sudden I began to cry. Not full out sob, but just tears. And I turned around, grabbed Mum and Dad and we all began to hug.

Mum must have either realized that this may be the last time we see each other or always have been this emotional because she began to cry as well. I felt sorry for Dad. He had one short lady sobbing hardly and a tall seventeen year old with tears running down her face.

Yeah, sorry Dad.

So when the train made the final bell I rushed onto the Hogwarts Express, blew kisses to Mum and Dad and began searching for my friends as I didn't have the Prefect meeting for another hour. As I was getting to the middle of the train I was halted by the Ravenclaw prefect. Paul Stevenson.

He and I had been friendly for a while because of fifth year patrols but the way he approached me, I think he had a lot more than just friends.

He called out loudly at little, innocent, unsuspecting me, "HEY! LILY!!!"

I turned around to see who it was and to my surprise, it was blonde hair, blue eyes and gorgeous face, "Oh, hi Paul."

"I heard that you got Head Girl."

I nodded at him and then said jokingly, "Yeah. What was old Dumbledore thinking?"

He laughed with me and then said completely contradicting what he had just laughed about, "Nah, you deserve this. You were a great Prefect. And you're really smart and pretty…"

Insert bright red blush from me and a crooked smile and wink from him.

On the inside I was like, RED ALERT! RED ALERT!

You see, I have never had a boyfriend before. Even though a number of boys have asked me to Hogsmeade I have declined out of either sheer unwillingness or having other plans.

The former was directed at Potter.

I laughed nervously and then said as kindly as I could while being on red alert, "Well, I gotta go Paul. I'll see you around?"

He nodded and winked again.

What is with boys and winking?

So I walked away, my face still bright red and eventually found the compartment with my best friends.

And the Marauders.

So I was thinking, oh not this again.

So I decided that I was going to be cool and sophisticated with them.

Pfft.

How long did that last?

So I waited for my blush to recede before opening the compartment door.

I had expected the normal, overenthusiastic hugs that I normally got but instead I received an awkward (and guilty on their side) silence.

I assume that only seconds before I arrived they were talking about me.

What else is new?

I ignored it as I sat down next to Mary and Jamie and stated sarcastically, "It's good to see you too."

As if snapping out of it, all four girls began hugging me and gushing over their holidays.

I eventually began gushing back, forgetting about my resolution on keeping a cool head in front of the Marauders.

Then, about 5 minutes later, we all stopped hugging and sat down. All the boys looked amused actually I assume they were as I was looking anywhere but.

Because, if you want the truth, I had better things to do.

Oh what am I kidding?

I was still terrified of Blacks' warning, annoyed by what would have been the characteristic Potter smirk, frustrated with Pettigrews' unwavering admiration for the other boys and slightly afraid of whether or not I'd see a shiny, golden Head Boy badge on Remus' robes.

Now don't get me wrong. Remus is a great guy. One of the best I know. But he has a tendency to plan pranks with the Marauders.

And that is an offence in itself.

So I looked out the window and watched at the tidy, London area changed into the wild countryside.

I think that the others were talking, but I didn't take notice.

Not until Jamie told me that I should get to the Prefect meeting because there was only 5 minutes left.

I don't know why it was such a shock.

I mean the only people in the compartment were Jamie, Pettigrew, Black and Emmeline.

But when I reached the Prefect compartment with only 2 minutes to spare and saw Potter at the front, I freaked out.

Actually, on the inside I was freaking out, but luckily my mask endured the near heart attack I was having.

Every prefect looked at me and I blushed bright red, I was never one for attention.

So I sat down at the front as all the whispering slowly faded away. As I looked around the compartment I saw Blight glaring at me and I just smiled angelically back at her.

Evans: 1

Blight: 0

YES!

One of the only good things of my day apparently.

I continued on my search of the crowd and next to Blight, was her Prefect counterpart Paul.

He winked at me but I pretended not to notice it.

Then I saw Alice and I smiled at her. I should have known that if I wasn't Gryffindor 7th year prefect, she would be. I was really happy for her.

Eventually Potter got up, probably realizing that I wasn't going to and began a really, really good speech.

I realized then and there that Potter was obviously meant for this job. Unlike me.

He has real leadership qualities. Unlike me.

He has charisma. Unlike me.

He is popular and Quiddich captain. Unlike me.

It was a really sad moment for me. I mean, all of a sudden I realized that Potter, pranking, annoying, Potter, was a better leader than me.

I felt like I wanted to cry.

But of course that would have been really unHeadGirlish.

He started in this really powerful voice, "Okay everybody. I am your new Head Boy and for those who don't know me I am James Potter. And as a lot of you would know me as one of the largest, detention earning guys at Hogwarts, I assure you that this is not a joke."

A few people laughed, "The head girl for this year is Lily Evans."

A few people applauded and I smiled sheepishly as Alice began whooping. Then Paul did. I blushed even harder and waited until the noise drifted down. Potter sat down and I stood up, "Okay, first of all congratulations on receiving Prefect. It is a high honor and you have all obviously worked hard to receive it-"(Except Blight) "As prefect you will have a lot of new responsibilities thrown onto your shoulders. You will have to patrol once a fortnight and will have to give some of your free time up, for Prefect meetings and duties.

"But along with the harder ones there are also some better roles that you can exercise. For one, you are allowed to award and dock points as well as give detentions. But be aware that any abuse of these roles will end in your position being revoked. You have been warned."

I sat down feeling pleased with myself that I had managed to speak without making an utter embarrassment with myself.

I gave myself a mental pat on the shoulders.

Potter continued my speech, "I know that a lot of you are wondering why I should be warning you when I have done it a million times myself, but no using your badge to stay out late. And especially no using your badge to use your patrol times in less, lets say, productive manners."

It took me a while to realize what he was implying but when I did, I blushed bright red. I then went on, "I have a piece of parchment here that has a basic outline on what times you would like to patrol. If you would all pick a time that would be great."

Next thing I knew I was surrounded by prefects all rushing to get the best times. I smiled softly as I remember how that used to be me.

But now it didn't matter.

I got to choose first.

SCORE!!!

When everybody had finished choosing they all sat down and began whispering to each other. Finally everybody stopped and I went on, "Everybody will have to do some patrols on the train today. There will be NO docking of points for anything illegitimate. Understood? Good. Now you all have time slots to patrol so I am going to give you this table and you will all calmly take a look at when and where you are patrolling and then calmly return to your seats. Understand?"

I put the patrol list on the table and then quickly returned to my seats. Despite my commands of a calm look at the chart it was once again chaos.

Finally that was all over and I went back to my seat.

Potter stood up and dismissed everybody. And then he sat down again.

I was thinking then, why isn't he rushing to get out? I mean, I thought he would be the first one out of here.

When everybody left, Potter turned to me and then said in a soft but strong voice, "Look Lily, I understand that we don't exactly get along with each other…"

He kept on talking but all I could think of was, LILY???

HE CALLED ME LILY?

WHAT THE MERLIN?!

As I came back to Earth he was staring at me questioningly.

I asked very HeadGirlish, "What?"

He stared at me exasperated and then said, "I asked whether or not we could work out our difficulties and become friends so we don't have to give up our roles on Heads because of our squabbles?"

I stared at him taken aback, then I said stuttering, and as I look back on it now, very stupidly, "You want us to be friends?"

Potter smiled at me and my stuttering mouth and said, "Well more or less."

My traitorous and might I add lying mouth said, "I think we could work that out."

In my head though I was thinking, WAIT, WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID I JUST SAY?!

Potter smiled and said, "Thank you Lily. You don't know how much easier this will make this year. And I also think that sometime in the next week we should decide the Hogsmeade dates and choose new passwords for the houses."

I just nodded stupidly all the while asking what the hell had possessed me to say that.

Eventually Potter said, "Well I better go now. So see you later?"

I just kept on nodding and he waved and left the compartment.

I stayed in there for a little while before deciding to write in this journal.

So hence the:

I am too shocked to write.

I think I am having a heart attack.

Honestly I do.

Write later.

Then I walked out of the compartment and on my way back to my original compartment I was confronted by the Ravenclaw slags.

By Ravenclaw slags I mean Blight and her two followers Katy White and Miranda Parker.

Blight spat out at me, "Don't think that just because you and James are heads now means that you and him will get together. Because you won't. He loves me."

I knew that it was of no use to tell them that I had no desire for Potter and I to get together so I said back sweetly, "Are you trying to reassure me or yourself of that?"

Blight just huffed indignantly and said in a cruel voice, "Don't be too sure of yourself, you little mudblood. One day things are gonna bite you back and your precious friends aren't going to save you," then she spat on my shirt.

I ignored the whole mudblood part. That was the whole point of the mask. To keep things from hurting. But when she spat on me I got mad. Of course I used my anger in a more productive manner.

I just smirked and then said in a bossy voice, "That's 10 points from Ravenclaw for offending the head girl and another 10 points for spitting on the head girl."

Then with that I walked away very proud of myself.

Until I ran into Black.

Apparently, says Black, I hadn't been watching where I was going.

Pfft.

We ran into each other and my head began throbbing because I landed on the wall. I felt a rush of blood but quickly hid it, not wanting anyone to make a fuss over it.

He swore and then said, "Oh. It's you Evans. Not watching where you're walking, I suppose. Too caught up in how to break Prongs' heart after saying that you could be friends. Well I ain't falling for it."

I couldn't say anything as my head was seriously beginning to hurt me so I tried to walk away.

Of course Black wasn't having that. He pulled my arm and whispered in my ear, "Remember my last warning. Watch yourself."

Then he walked away. Just like that.

I would have begun yelling at him as my temper was in full blast, but I felt like I was about to pass out.

I reached the compartment with my friends and the Marauders except for Black, and whispered dreamily, "Hey guys," before passing out.

I don't know how long I was passed out for but apparently it was for about an hour.

My friends and the Marauders were all shocked and had lost all rational thinking.

They didn't even try to Rennervate me.

Why do I keep them around anyway?

Apparently they forgot about their magic and tried waking me up by muggle means, i.e. shaking me and hoping for the best.

Then somebody (they didn't say who but judging by the quick looks to Potter I can guess who) lifted me up and put me on the seats.

And so an hour later I woke up, on the uncomfortable seats hearing voices around me talking exceptionally loud.

I imagine that my eyelids fluttered as I opened my eyes to a worried face. Mary Macdonald.

She squealed and then gave me a huge hug where at that point the throbbing in my head that had only been mild had returned full blast. I groaned in pain and she pulled back looking apologetic. She said worriedly, "Are you okay? Did I hurt your head? And what happened to your head anyway?"

Jamie cut in here with a large smirk on her face, "I imagine that our friend, Lily was so stunned that Mr. Potter received Head Boy, that she walked into a wall."

I, as any normal person would, glared at her. But alas, it didn't work. She just kept on giving me that same, infuriating smile.

My eyes narrowed.

Her smile grew.

My nose screwed up in fury.

Her nose screwed up in laughter.

Then a throat was cleared.

It was then and only then that I realized that the Marauders were there. Including Black.

I made it my goal not to look one of them in the eyes as I went back to staring down Jamie.

A throat was once again cleared.

Eventually I looked up at Remus, he smiled angelically like he was innocent, I narrowed my eyes at him too.

He said, "So? What happened to your head?"

I quickly looked at Black before saying, "Er. Nothing."

I could tell that nobody believed me so I quickly changed the subject, "So, er, Alice. How was your summer?"

Alice all of a sudden went from suspicious to dreamy, "Well during the Summer I met up with Frank. I mean do you guys remember Frank Longbottom? He was Head Boy two years ago. Gryffindor?"

I nodded straight away as I was a Prefect then and she continued, "Well my family and I were at America, at our holiday house, and we met his family there. Did you know that he is training to be an Auror?"

I shook my head while trying to tell her to continue. She continued, "Well, I think I am in love with him."

My whole body froze from shock. SHE, ALICE ROSIER, DAUGHTER OF ONE OF THE DARKEST FAMILY'S AROUND, IS IN LOVE WITH FRANK LONGBOTTOM?

Emma got all excited, "Wow! You're in love? That's great Al!"

And so from then until now the girls have been talking about their summers, while the guys have been muttering (probably about quiddich or some other nonsense like that) and I have been writing in this journal.

Oh gotta go, the train is slowing down.

1st September, near the end of the feast, Great Hall

This evening we receive 10 new Gryffindor's. 6 girls and 4 boys.

And you know what?

Not one of them has red hair.

In fact, nobody at this school has red hair.

Well I mean there was Fabian and Gideon Prewett but they graduated last year.

So here I am, the only person in Hogwarts that has red hair. Everybody else has non-sticking out hair.

But not me.

I hate my life.

Anyways, the food is great. Delicious treacle pudding.

Yuummmm!

I have made a pact to stay away from Black.

For some reason every time I talk to him, I end up at the hospital.

Anyway, Madame Pomfrey stitched me right up.

But then she began lecturing me on how I end up here a lot.

I told her that it is not my fault, but my bad karma.

She laughed at me.

Dumbledore just told us that the new DADA professor is Professor Johnson, she looks really strict.

Like McGonagall strict.

I bet you fate is actually a cruel, loveless person.

Pfft.

1st September, ridiculously late, 7th year dormitory

I hate my friends.

I really do.

I think that I love my cat, Teddy more.

At least she doesn't pester me with questions of my love life or should I say lack of love life.

And it is totally not my fault that I don't have a love life.

But they seem adamant that it is.

I tell them that I wish that I could find the right guy.

They scoffed.

Pfft.

Friends.

Who needs em?

So I just spent about two hours being pestered by my best friends on why I don't just say yes to Potter.

So finally I told them about how Paul Stevenson is flirting with me.

They all looked really disappointed, like that was not the response they were looking for.

So I told them that I was going to bed.

Of course, I read for a while as I need to catch up on my Transfiguration if I want to actually pass.

Then I came to here.

Pros and cons of having Jamie Carrall, Mary Macdonald, Emmeline Vance and Alice Rosier as best friends.

Cons:

They pester me with their ridiculous hopes that Potter and I will one day be married.

They try to get me to wear unnecessary make up (actually Jamie doesn't, as she, like me, hates the stuff).

They let the Marauders join in on our private conversations and outings.

They plan with the Marauders to meet us at the Leaky Cauldron and then decide to lie to me as if I don't know.

They constantly copy my homework.

Pros:

They constantly tell me how pretty and smart I am.

They let me copy their Transfiguration homework.

They seem to have the same attitude about Paul flirting with me as I do.

They give me the best presents in the world.

As far as I know, they are extremely loyal.

2nd September, breakfast, Great Hall

I just received my schedule.

Today I have DADA with Prof. Johnson, then I have a study session (HUZZAH!!!), Ancient Runes with Prof. Spinner, double Potions with Prof. Slughorn and then Herbology with Prof. Sprout.

Today seems to be a good day but I can't really tell since I don't know Professor Johnson.

I hope she's nice.

Oh Merlin.

Paul just winked at me.

What am I going to do.

I have always thought he was nice but I don't want to go out with him.

Oh Merlin!!!!

Bugger.

2nd September, DADA

Professor Johnson is…

Well really, there is only one word to describe her.

Scary.

It is like she has been through hell and back.

I think, if the rumors are correct (which you can never be too sure of, a lot of the rumors tend to be false around here) she was an Auror but after barely escaping Volde-thingy she retired.

I am sitting next to Jamie and I swear I have never seen her so solemn. She hasn't cracked one joke about her, which she does with every new DADA professor.

And I think that she might be muggle born. I mean she started off her lesson by using a muggle riddle that I received before I got my Hogwarts letter.

She said, "There is an element on Earth that causes 3.575 million people to die each year. It is spread around Earth in dirty holes and is the main cause for the serious disease Diarrhea. 200 million people every year are sickened by it and it is the main cause for death in poverty stricken countries. If it wasn't for this element poverty would cease to exist. And yet without it, we die. Should we get rid of the element?"

Almost everybody put their hands up, except for us muggle born's who realized exactly what element she was talking about.

She smirked as if she knew exactly what was about to happen (I swear she did) and then called out, "I need one representative from each side of this 'debate' to tell us why he or she want this element out of Earth. Mr. Potter is going to be representing the side that will tell us why we should get rid of it and Miss Evans will be representing the side on why not."

I looked at Jamie shocked, before getting up and going to the front of the room where Potter was standing.

She said sweetly, "Would you care to explain Mr. Potter why we should get rid of this unknown element."

He didn't give that arrogant smirk or wink at any of us but instead stated confidently but without arrogance, "This element is causing poverty. It is killing millions of people every year and putting 200 million of us in life threatening situations. Why should we keep it?"

Almost all of the girls squealed (even the muggleborns against it) and the Marauders (bar Pettigrew, who didn't get the necessary OWL score to continue) yelled out triumphantly, as if they had just won.

Little did they know, I was about to contradict his entire argument, "I believe that Potter forgot to mention how without it, we would all die. Doesn't that mean that poverty would cease to exist without it because we're all dead anyway? So to get rid of it we are killing ourselves."

Potter looked taken aback (so did Blight, EVANS:2 BLIGHT:0) and I smiled before going back to my seat.

It ended up that it was water (like I thought it was) and I won the debate (like I thought I would).

Anyways, at the moment, we are going through a review of what we learnt last year and then we are moving onto Patronus charms, because like Johnson said, "The Dark Lord has started to use dementors and without the knowledge of how to cast a Patronus you will all die."

A little dark but otherwise effective. I swear that when she said dark lord the silence that was already ridiculous went even more lower.

If that's possible.

Oops. She is getting everybody to practice doing a patronus.

I wish I was listening, because I just asked Jamie if she would be my partner and she just scoffed.

Eeeeh. Johnson is calling out partners.

Oh Merlin.

I have been picked to be a partner of a Marauder.

Eh, at least it is the best one.

Maybe Remus will fill me in on what I am supposed to do.

2nd September, Study Period, Gryffindor Common Room

Dementors

Dementors are used by the Ministry of Magic to guard the prisoners in Azkaban, but recently the Dark Lord has taken control of them and they are being used on the public. They cause long and short term effects; both of which are ghastly and some that can not be reversed. It is recommended that if confronted by one, the victim must either cast a Patronus charm or leave as fast as possible.

Short term effects:

A recount of the victims worst memory, this is because a Dementor uses Legillamancy to open up the victims soul. This can be reversed by either eating chocolate or waiting until it stops.

A victim may have a shaking spell which could lead to fainting. This is because a Dementor uses it's magical abilities to captivate their prey.

A Dementor can cause a victim to suddenly feel extremely cold and blah blah blah!

I am trying to write this stupid 12 inch essay on Dementors but I honestly can not be bothered. I am too disappointed with myself after the spectacular failure on the Patronus charm.

But in my defense nobody else made anything but wisps as well and yet Johnson is saying that this is normal and that eventually we will be able to create an animal.

She is also repeating a happy memory is required. How much happier can a memory get then when I first walked into Diagon Alley and laid my eyes on the beautiful world of magic.

Pfft.

Obviously it is not happy enough.

Whatever that means.

2nd September, Ancient Runes

Why did I take this subject again?

Really?

Am I some kind of an idiot or something?

Because I swear in fifth year that I made a pact to myself to quit this damn class.

Honestly, I really don't know why I am still taking it.

No Gryffindors apart from me are here.

There are four Ravenclaws, two Hufflepuffs and five Slytherins. IT SUCKS!!!

I have, unfortunately, been partnered up with Paul. I mean he is really good at this subject and has offered to do all of our homework but he keeps on bringing up Hogsmeade dates and then winking at me.

Like for example, just now he said, "Now that you're Head Girl, you are setting up Hogsmeade dates, right?"

I nodded and he continued, "Hopefully you can set one up soon," and then he winked at me.

If this is his way of trying to ask me out, it ain't working!!!

And Professor Spinner, who for some reason really likes me even though I am not even good at his stupid subject, keeps on rambling about what we are going to do this year.

I am pretending to write notes but I am writing in here instead.

Ugh, he just put a sentence written in that Ancient Runes language that we have to translate.

Paul is saying that he can tutor me if I want after school.

I said that I would think about it.

That means that 'Thanks for the offer but you've got no hope'.

He is doing the sentence though so maybe I'll get this term off from Ancient Runes homework.

HUZZAH!!!

Lunch, Great Hall

Potter just came up to me and said, "Hey Lily (by the way, what is with him and calling me Lily? Note to self: write a list of possible reasons later) do you think that we can have the meeting on passwords and Hogsmeade dates tomorrow night?"

I nodded and went back to eating my pasta, it was delicious.

Potter stayed there for a second before leaving. What is his problem anyway? Why can't he be that annoying, selfish prat that I am used to? Why does he have to change? Ugh, I am so confused!

A couple of minutes later, Lunch, Great Hall

I just forgot that I needed to write a list.

Possible reasons why Mr. James Potter has chosen to stop calling one Miss Lily Vanessa Evans, Evans and now calls her Lily:

-During the holidays Potter was abducted by aliens

-He has discovered that the way to mess with my head is to call me Lily

-He was struck by lightning

-He really does want to be friends

-Somebody has killed the real James Potter and is using Polyjuice potion to make them look like him

-He has finally gotten over me and wants to make the whole Head Girl/Boy thing work without getting into a million arguments

(I am sort of hoping for the last one)

Double Potions

Today we are making Amortentia, I don't know why though.

It is not like any of us need to make someone fall in love with them.

Unless…

Oh, how dare he?!

I bet Potter asked Slughorn if we could make this potion so that he can make me fall in love with him.

I need to write a letter to myself.

Dear Lily Vanessa Evans,

If you find yourself in irreversible love with one James Potter, please take into notice that today during Potions we made Amortentia which makes the drinker feel an obsession with the person who gave it to them.

Love from yourself. Xxx

Alice just saw what I was writing and snorted.

Oh, she is writing me a note:

Don't be ridiculous Lily! James didn't ask Slughorn to do this lesson. If you must know, James is over you and is dating a Ravenclaw.

But Alice, look at the signs, Professor Slughorn never said anything about making the most powerful love potion in the world last year and- wait, is he really over me? And which Ravenclaw is he going out with?

Yes he is really over you! And I think he is going out with Katy White.

Hold on… he is going out with one of Blight's cronies? Is Blight actually allowing that? I mean, I thought that Blight had her eyes set on Potter.

I don't know okay! And what is it too you?

It is everything to me!

Wait, do you like James?

What the bloody hell are you on? No, I don't like Potter! I am just extremely happy that Blight may or may not be in a bad situation with her friends. And it is because of Potter! He has just gone up a couple of notches on Lily Evans Friendometer!

I think that Blight and White are still friends. And what on earth is the Lily Evans Friendometer?

Wait, Blight has hated me for years because Potter showed a special interest in me and yet Potter is actually going out with White and they are still fine and dandy? And Lily Evans Friendometer is a scale of how people measure up to my vision of the perfect friend.

I don't know if Blight and White are still friends okay? Stop pestering me with it! And that is the stupidest thing I have ever heard of!

Jeez, no need to get all grumpy on me! I was just asking questions. And the Lily Evans Friendometer is not stupid! It helps me to keep track of who I am holding a grudge against.

You are so weird Lily Evans.

I know.

Slughorn is starting to walk in our direction.

Terminated.

Dinner, Great Hall

Professor Sprout is the weirdest Professor ever! Seriously.

I spent the whole of Herbology watching Sprout tend to her plants as a Mother would to her children.

It was creepy.

She sang them to sleep, kissed them, hugged them, lectured them and everything.

But it was pretty funny actually.

Because there are so many students who do Herbology since it is a requirement for a lot of jobs, there are 2 classes.

This year, Remus and I are the only Gryffindors in my Herbology class.

We got the Hufflepuffs because there are so many of them.

So basically our whole Herbology class is Remus, the Puffs and myself.

It is really cool.

And he kept on making jokes about everything.

He is pretty funny when he isn't with his friends.

It was cool.

After curfew, Gryffindor common room

It is really weird.

I think that because of Herbology and DADA today, Remus and I have become…

Well for lack of better word, I think that we have become friends.

Since dinner finished I have sat across from Remus as we talked about different books and learnt a bit about each other.

So far I have discovered that Remus:

-Loves chocolate

-Gets annoyed with Quiddich some times

-Loves to read everything he can

-Hates the moon (though when I asked why he said something about it being a bad omen)

-And he thinks that he couldn't have better friends than Potter, Black and Pettigrew

He is really nice and polite, but before somebody runs into conclusions I only like him as a friend. I could never see him and I being anything more.

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