Hey you guys! I just wanted to thank you for the interest in the story. My posting will be weird (I don't have a regular schedule). I'm also working on A New Type of Punishment to keep me from getting writer's block. This is my first fanfic and I hope I keep on improving for you guys. I'm enjoying the story too.

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Dear Diary, September 11th, 6th Year

Well, I really suck as a person. James really surprises me. And I have to make a heart winning move soon so I can even sooner crush him. Let me just quickly tell you about the rest of yesterday before I forget (and before Alice gets down here to the Great Hall for breakfast). Wednesday morning means double Transfiguration and double Marauders. For some unexplainable reason, all the Marauders are rather talented in Transfiguration, including Peter who never really excels at anything unless his friends cheat him through. So anyways, I should get back on topic before Alice comes in.

"So, do you like it?" were the words you uttered when we opened the door. James had transformed the room into a meadow with trees nearly covering up the walls. It took me back to my childhood when Petunia and I would play for hours in a nearby park.

Trying to sound flirtatious, I replied with "How could I not?"

"Would you like to sit down?" This took the most work on my part. Potter had reached out and grabbed my hand. How could I not react to this one? James must have thought ahead though. "We're alone Lily, surely I can hold your hand now." Potter's hand was large, warm, and completely covering mine. I was kind of afraid to move my hand, like he would catch on to my act if I moved it.

"Why flowers?" I asked to give us something to talk about.

"I thought girls liked flowers?" Potter, if only you could have seen the look on your face. I think he was worried that I would totally reject his idea. I mean, even if I totally reject him (on the inside now) doesn't mean I was going to reject a field of flowers. I like flowers.

"We do. I just never imagined getting these many flowers."

"Are they enough?"

I couldn't help but giggle, perhaps at your stupid confusion. "Of course there enough James, I just didn't think someone would want to give me this many." We were lying down on the blanket. I was staring at the ceiling, at all the colors. James had his hand resting on mine. I just focused on the ceiling. It didn't really help me. The colors just confused me or maybe I was confusing the colors. Who knows?

"I would give you more if I could."

The two of us fell into a silence before I spoke again. "James?"

"Yes Lily?"

"Why did you always try so hard to date me?" It is a question I have always pondered. Who would spend that much time trying to date someone like me? I just don't get it.

James ran his free hand through his hair before speaking again. "Who wouldn't?"

"Be serious Potter."

"I can't be Sirius, I'm James."

I was sick of the jokes. "Answer me Potter."

"Okay Evans, you want the truth?" James sat up. "Some people say you just know when you're in love. People say things like 'love at first sight' or 'May born witches marry Muggles.' There are all these superstitions and rumors but no one ever really knows what love is until they feel it for themselves. I just knew that you were mine. Remus told me about his tutoring sessions for Defense Against the Dark Arts with you."

I blushed. It was one time I need help, one time! Why did people always talk about it? "It was just that one time. The Patronus Charm was giving me difficulty. I needed it to pass."

"Your Patronus is a doe, is it not?"

"Ya, but how would know that?"

"Mine is a stag." That kind of blew me away. I felt like I had been hit with a babbling charm, but it was all in my head. I knew that they showed your personality, that Patronuses are a window to your soul. I remember reading once, very briefly, that married witches and wizards normally had a matching pair of Patronuses. So why would we have one? I a doe and he a stag? It couldn't mean anything, right? I didn't want Potter to think that I was thinking about what I was thinking.

"That's rather interesting, isn't it? Why would we have such similar Patronuses?" Of course, I'm so smart that I asked the very thing I didn't want to know. I really wanted to know if James knew what I knew.

"People who have the male and female pair of the Patronus are meant for each other. It's pure magic."

"Pure magic," I repeated, lying back down on the blanket. I mean, I know love is something like magic and all that stuff but could it be proven as pure magic? I really need to stop thinking about James as if I love him because I don't. I'm Lily Evans, the hater of all things James Potter.

Nothing really happened until we left. Potter grabbed my hand and I couldn't really get out of it. When we reached the Portrait Hole, it was awkward. Beyond awkward, in fact. I think we both realized this would be good bye for the night and I'm pretty sure neither of us knew what to do.

"I just thought I should say good night to you here, you know for privacy." I really didn't want people to know that I was "dating" James Potter just yet. So I went to shake his hand in good bye (no way I was hugging that pile of dung) when Potter tried to pull me in for a kiss! No way Potter, I'm not sharing my first kiss with you!

"Not just yet Potter," I finally said before going inside.

-I'll finish this later. Alice just arrived for breakfast. I could hear her voice a mile away.

Dear Diary, September 11th, 6th Year (cont.)

I spent breakfast filling in Alice. She was cackling with glee at my acting performance which, I must admit, invoked laughter from me too. In a deep 'male' voice, she kept going "PERHAPS I CAN HELP?" with her hands on her hips. I was surprised there was no cape.

Remus came down with Peter and joined us a little while later. Alice and I quickly changed topics.

"Ladies," Remus said with a polite smile and nod. Unlike the other Marauders, it wasn't patronizing when Remus did that. I didn't feel put down at all. Peter just kind of nervously sat down with a thump.

"What's up Remy?" Alice asked, using her name for him. They knew each other from outside of Hogwarts since they lived in the same town.

Remus finished his toast before speaking. "Nothing much Al. Just thought I'd come see how the latest "it" girlfriend was hold up."

I held back a moan. "Still adjusting to my newfound love," I said as Alice tried not to die of laughter.

Peter's eyes perked up. "You guys are in love?"

"I think," I said slowly, "I have loved him since day one."

Before Remus could speak Potter sat down next to me with Sirius on his other side, Sirius's hand extended around Mary as Potter began to talk. "Morning Lily flower!"

"Morning…er, James dear…" I managed awkwardly. I had to resist hitting my forehead. What a dumb reply. Potter, in his utter stupidity, just beamed. Mary and Alice exchanged glances.

"I have to get going to Transfiguration," I finally said. "Need to talk to McGonagall about an assignment."

"Want me to come with you Lily?"

"Oh no, it's fine. You just sat down. Eat breakfast James." I gathered up my belongings and walked out of the Great Hall and straight into a crowd of very angry seventh year Slytherins.

"Move it Mudblood," one of them said. I was used to it. Tensions are high in the wizarding world and, to be frank, you can't let them all get to you. I heard someone respond from behind me.

"Shut it. C'mon Evans," interrupted a voice I didn't recognize. Turning around, I saw Frank Longbottom standing there who began to walk away. I followed him.

We walked in silence for a few minutes. "Thank you Frank," I finally said.

"No problem. How'd you know my name?"

"How couldn't I? Alice ador-" I stopped talking. How dumb am I? I just betrayed my BEST FRIEND!

"Alice knows me?" Frank asked.

I fiddled with my bag strap. "Ya, she knows you. You guys should chat sometime. This is me," I said, tilting my head towards the Transfiguration doorway.

"I'd talk to her but she's always with Remus," Frank said before walking away.

Interesting. I'm going to have to tell Alice later. As for now, Transfiguration!

Dear Lily (MY GIRLFRIEND?), Sept. 11th, Our Sixth Year

We are dating. We are in love. We are happy. You are mine! Hahahaha! I feel such a feeling of conquest! Of victory! I don't even know what to do I'm so happy! Perhaps I should prank Snape! Never mind Lily, honey, dearest sweet pea, you know I wouldn't harm him because of my love for you.

This morning in my dorm the guys put a silencing charm because I was singing so much with joy. I'm over the moon to know that you like me. By the time we reached breakfast, Padfoot took pity on me and lifted the charm.

"Morning Lily flower," I said to you, resisting the urge to kiss you on the cheek. Of course, I would kiss you anywhere. But you shouldn't take it that way. I'm not an inappropriate git.

Sitting next to you (and not getting hurt) is such a nice experience Evans. Really, you should have given me more of a chance in the past few years. I like sitting next to you. Of course, like all good things in life, it was short lived.

"I have to get going to Transfiguration," you said, hopping up quickly. "Need to talk to McGonagall about an assignment."

"Want me to come with you Lily?" I asked you, ever the concerned boyfriend. (BOYFRIEND!)

"Oh no, it's fine. You just sat down. Eat breakfast James." That was nice. I have a girlfriend (GIRLFRIEND!) who is concerned for me too.

Anyways, that left me to finish breakfast with the others. Mary was engaged in a very, er…interesting conversation. As much as I consider Padfoot my brother, not even I can put up listening to him and whatever girl he is dating. It isn't actually a breakfast conversation.

"So Potter," Alice said, "You and Lily?"

"Ya," I said, leaning back and running a hand through my hair, "We're dating."

"WHAT?" shouted Betty Jorkins. Her older sister was Bertha, remember? She graduated before us. "YOU TWO ARE DATING? YOU AND LILY EVANS?"

I was (slightly) humiliated. Really, I was pleased that Hogwarts finally knew. "We only started going out yesterday."

"Are you guys, like, in love?"

Sirius perked his head up. "James has always loved Evans. We all know that." This caused quite a bit of laughter.

"I can't wait to go tell everyone else! They're going to love it! Best gossip ev-ah!"

I grinned. "We're pretty good looking together, right?" I could see Alice raising an eyebrow.

"You're pretty gorgeous Potter."

"I'm already taken Jorkins." She ended up stalking up. Hey, at least she had the latest bit of gossip. About us. About our relationship. BECAUSE WE ARE DATING AND YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND!

Mary, who wasn't taking Transfiguration but rather Muggle Studies, was the only one who didn't accomplish us to class. Alice mostly ignored Padfoot and me but every now and then she gave me a studious sort of look, like she was trying to figure something out. Lily was already seated in Transfiguration and I angrily watched Alice take the only open seat near her. I sat in the back with the other Marauders.

I was in the midst of a great sulking moment until a note landed on my desk. I looked at the little origami lion that was patiently waiting for me to open it before curling up in a ball and lying down. It was a pretty stunning piece of wandwork. I finally opened it up.

James.

Sorry I can't be next to you.

I miss you.

XOXO

; )

Was this too good to be true? I looked up at you, trying to figure out if you had sent it. You seemed intent on your notes though and it wasn't until I saw the small smile on your face that I knew it was you. I thought it was rather thoughtful that you made it into a lion. I wrote a reply back and was happy to see that the lion turned back into a lion and scurried off to you. Here's what I wrote:

Lily.

Sorry I didn't snatch the seat sooner.

Makes me sad.

XOXOXO

; )

I'll just record the rest here for now.

James.

Sorry I didn't think to save it.

I feel dumb.

XOXOXOXO

; )

Lily.

Sorry I didn't walk with you.

You aren't dumb.

XOXOXOXOXO

; )

James.

Sorry I didn't wait.

Walk me somewhere tonight.

XOXOXOXOXOXO

; )

Lily.

Sorry I didn't eat faster.

I'll walk you anywhere.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXO

; )

James.

Sorry I didn't tell you sooner.

Meet me in the North Tower tonight at midnight.

I must go now.

Yours,

Lily

I love how you sign your name with such a big flourish. It's cute. Anyways, I didn't get anything out of Transfiguration today. (Not that I really need too, but that's a story for another time). All I can think about is the two of us in North Tower at midnight. Imagine what that will be like! Imagine what could happen! I didn't want to get my hopes up though. I don't want to expect something I won't get though.

My thoughts and daydreams were finished when Sirius scared me. "Merlin!" I whispered loudly, jumping.

"What was that lion thing with you two?"

"Yes," Remus added, "I would really like to know why Evans isn't paying attention."

"We were having a highly intellectual conversation."

"Can I see it?" Sirius asked.

Peter leaned towards them. "I want to see it too!"

"It pretty much said to meet her tonight."

"Oooh. Where are you meeting?" Sirius asked in an overly high pitched voice.

Peter laughed softly as Remus only snorted, still focused on his notes. "North Tower."

"North Tower? That's a pretty, ah, popular spot for-"

"No Padfoot. Just no."

"Lily would never do that," cut in Remus.

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "And how would you know Moony?"

"You can just tell that Lily isn't like that. I think she would take it more seriously. Depending on her Muggle upbringing depends on her views." The four of us all fell into a silence pondering.

"What do you think will happen Prongs?" Peter asked.

"I can tell you what will happen," Sirius said. He is such a git sometimes. "They'll have some fun. Snog a little, a lot. Perhaps even-"

"SIRIUS!" Remus said, aghast at his remark. "Not everyone has the same life as you do."

"Anyways," I said, "I'm nervous."

Padfoot laughed. "Why are you nervous? You have snogged at least half of what I've done, and trust me, that's a lot."

"This is different. This isn't some fling, it's Lily." (Ya, I hope you never read these. It's pretty embarrassing).

"What's so special about Evans?"

"Wormtail," I replied with a groan, "I'm going to marry her."

It was Padfoot's turn to groan. "Prongs, you are SIXTEEN. It isn't going to happen."

"It could." I hope. I wish. I dream. I even pray.

Remus spoke up to defend me. Bloody thankful I have him sometimes. "Look, if Prongs wants to marry her, he can marry her. It isn't our business. It's private."

"When is anything private?"

"Yes Mr. Black, when is anything private when you are talking during Transfiguration class?" Professor McGonagall said loudly.

"Well," Sirius said mischievously, "Evans and Potter seemed to manage to have a very private conversation." I probably looked even more horrified than you did Lily.

"Do tell us Mr. Black."

"They were passing notes."

"May I see the note, whoever has it now?" I could see Lily flushing as I quickly wandered what to do.

"Now."

I took the paper out of the pocket, worried that you would hate me Lily. This could be the end of our relationship. When McGonagall had the paper a stern look crossed her face. "This is a blank piece of parchment. Accio note."

Nothing happened. I had already handed it to her.

"Aparecium. Scarpin's Revelaspell."

Nothing happened.

We were clear.

"Detention, tomorrow night at seven."

I guess not.