Disclaimer: Do I look blonde to you?
A/N: Here is the second chapter, where we find out about the propsed party! Yippie!
6/30/77 Dear Diary,
Yes, I'm a terrible person. I haven't written in eleven days. Oh well. Right now is the train ride home. The trolley just came by. Chocolate frogs. Yum. Anyway, in my compartment is:
Gemma and Remus who are currently making out.
Ruby and Sirius who are currently making out.
Isobel, who is trying to read over my shoulder.
Alice and Frank who are also making out. (I know! It's getting soo repetitive!)
Peter, who's just sitting there.
Matthias, who is looking at Isobel every so often.
Adam and Rebecca, who are thankfully not making out. Just talking in low tones and giggling a lot.
Liam who is reading.
And, James, who is looking at me every so often.
The end of the year wasn't so spectacular. Dumbledore made a speech. McGonagall got three random people in trouble for making out in the halls. Snivelous got stuck in a toilet. Slughorn proposed. Just kidding on that one. James would have murdered him.
And plans for a wild party were hatched! At my house on July third! Yes! In three days! Petunia's going to be pissed. Apparently she has no idea what can come of a little bit of firewhisky and thirty some teenage wizards! Oh well. She can eat her socks for all I care. My main concern is getting Mum and Dad out of the house. I know Petunia will suspect something so maybe I'll put a sleeping potion in her food. This will be a night to remember.
Oh shit! Isobel just read the thing about Matthias! Gotta go!
Lily
