Dear Diary, September 12th, 6th Year

I am too mad. I am insanely mad. I have detention. DETENTION! This is all because of my git of a boyfriend! That makes me even angrier, knowing that when I say that it's true! I am dating James Potter, the world's biggest bloody git ever and he got me into detention! This ruins any chance I have of becoming Head Girl, ever! Dumbledore will never choose someone who passes notes and then lies to the professor about it! My life has gone down the drain! How can I ever get a job? Who would hire me? How can I become an Auror? My life is ruined!

Okay, chill out Lily. You can't freak out all the time. We must record the events of what happened for future readers. (Like there will be any…maybe my children though…)

When I reached Transfiguration the seat next to me was quickly taken by Alice. "You won't guess what I happened!" I said to her in a whisper even though class had yet to begin.

"What?" she replied, pulling out a quill and ink, not even bothering to look up.

"I was talking to Frank Longbottom…"

Alice dropped her quill. "What? Details! Right now! Did you talk about me?"

"Of course I talked about you Al! Why wouldn't I? You're only in love with the guy!"

"I am," Alice said fondly. "How could you not be?"

"Maybe because I am 'in love' with Potter?" My laughter couldn't be contained and neither could hers. Luckily, class started so our voices had to lower.

"What did Frank say about me?"

Not even looking up from my notes, I told her that he would talk to her but that she was always with Remus. "I think he believes you two are together."

A small frown covered Alice's (slightly) pudgy features. "Oh dear…I will just have to prove him otherwise…"

We worked in silence for a little while before she leaned back over. "Lily, you are ignoring Potter, pass him a note."

"Why? I'm busy," I hissed back.

"Put something cute on it. Really toy with him." I decided to do it.

Dear James,

I just can't get you off my mind. My heart is all strung out…it's like you're a drug. I don't care what people say. The rush is worth the price I pay. I've got a sick obsession, I'm seeing it in my dreams. Your love is my drug…

Lily Evans

That was Alice's attempt. She is so weird.

James,

Whenever I am not with you I feel a piercing sadness through my heart. I ask my dearest to please save me from the emptiness I feel. Without you, I am nothing. With you, I am something more. With or without you, I feel my love growing stronger even as Voldemort grows stronger outside the castle walls. Love shall always conquer evil.

Love,

Lily

Alice said that was just downright unbelievable. Here is what we compromised with:

James.

Sorry I can't be next to you.

I miss you.

XOXO

; )

We decided that this was short and sweet. It was cute and to the point. It would also get Potter's curiosity up since he always loves a mystery. Charms is my best subject so I often take the opportunity to show it off and this was no difference. When McGonagall wasn't looking I pulled out my wand, muttered a few words, and watched as my note turned into a lion and took off to Potter. Then I put my wand away and went back to taking notes. I didn't want to show like I knew what was going on.

A few minutes later I could feel his hazel eyes on the back of my head. Alice tapped her quill impatiently, as if she was trying to tell me to react. So I did by plastering a fake little smile on my face. It seemed to do the trick because within a few minutes the lion was back.

Lily.

Sorry I didn't snatch the seat sooner.

Makes me sad.

XOXOXO

; )

Merlin, what a pig. So stuck up. Added on more hugs and kisses but overall followed my structure of writing. I don't know how Alice refrained the giggles. I don't know how I did.

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

; )

Alice told me that the conversation was dying and that I needed to write something really intriguing. I decided to end the conversation (hey, I need to focus on school; James isn't a real boyfriend) and I had to think of something to really move things along. So here is what I decided to write:

James.

Sorry I didn't tell you sooner.

Meet me in the North Tower tonight at midnight.

I must go now.

Yours,

Lily

There was no way he could pass up an opportunity to meet me mysteriously in a tower at night. Of course, I had no clue what I would do once we got there, but it would at least be a brilliant way to toy with him.

"What should I do once we get there?"

Alice pretended to think. "Hmm, I don't know, what could two teenagers do alone in a tower at midnight?"

"Shut up," I hissed. "That isn't funny."

"I think it is."

"Of course you would."

"One of use needs to have a sense of humor in today's present troubles."

"That isn't funny," I repeated, thinking of Voldemort.

"It wasn't meant to be."

"Yes Mr. Black, when is anything private when you are talking during Transfiguration class?" Professor McGonagall said loudly, interrupting the conversation I was having with Alice. We both glanced at each other; this could be interesting.

"Well," Sirius said mischievously, "Evans and Potter seemed to have managed to have a very private conversation." My mouth dropped open. There was no way I was being dragged into whatever Black was doing. Potter, too, at least had the courtesy to look equally horrified. I could see Alice biting in fear for me.

"Do tell us Mr. Black," Professor McGonagall said, looking over at me.

A smirk appeared on Black's face. "They were passing notes." He leaned his chair back on two legs, crossing his arms in what he hoped was a 'cool' sort of look.

"May I see the note, whoever has it now?" With perfect timing, a blush crept up into my face.

McGonagall looked annoyed at the long wait. "Now."

James took the note out of his pocket and I quickly pulled out my wand. Our Charms professor has been giving me advanced lessons since I'm so good at Charms so I have already begun learning nonverbal spells. I silently thanked him for doing so because I was able to wipe the parchment clean.

"This is a blank piece of parchment. Accio note," McGonagall said, lightly waving her wand. Potter was trying to hide a look of shock.

"Aparecium. Scarpin's Revelaspell," she said, taping the parchment twice.

When nothing appeared, I allowed myself to slump back into my seat. I thought I had gotten away with it. I thought I was all good.

That is until Professor McGonagall said we had detention tomorrow night at seven.

Bloody Potter.

At the end of class (when McGonagall was finished assigning us a giant essay), I stormed out with my stuff, hair flying. I was furious. Black was in for it for mentioning the note. Potter was in for it for not stopping Black who was in for it for mentioning the note. And Alice was in for it for giving me the idea to write a note to Potter who was in for it for not stopping Black who was in for it for mentioning the note. All in all, I was a pretty angry Gryffindor.

"Lily! Lily, wait for me!" I could hear Potter calling my name but just kept walking. Unlike me, Potter isn't a prefect. I took the opportunity to use my prefect powers to hide in our bathroom.

"Minty clean," I said to the statue of Boris the Bewildered. Once inside the doorway I dropped my books and sunk down onto the floor. Yes, I was over reacting and yes, I run away a lot. So what? I can't be a Gryffindor all the time. Perhaps I really should have been a Slytherin or something.

I was thankful that my next class was a free period so after enjoying a nice bath and ridding my mind of Potter, I took off for my next class, History of Magic. Alice was already sitting in our usual seats towards the windows while the Marauders were in the back, fully prepared to goof off.

At first I wondered if I should sit with Alice or sit by myself. Then I realized that I was just acting incredibly immature about this whole thing. She's my best friend-what am I doing? Ever since this whole "break-Potter's-heart" thing I have gone completely insane. Obviously trying to destroy someone really messes with your mind.

"Listen Alice," I said, setting my bags down on the desk, "I'm really sorry about earlier. I can be so dumb sometimes. Forgive me?"

Alice's round face turned to face me. I was nervous, unsure of how she would react. "What type of friend would I be if I didn't?" she replied, a large smile breaking on her face. In a rare moment of affection, I squeezed her into a hug. Sometimes I feel guilty that I have such great friends when I can be such a horrible person. "Detention won't be too bad Lily. It might even be fun if you're with Potter. Just think, this could work perfectly into your plan."

"Speaking of plan," I said as I sat down next to her, "What is my plan for tonight?"

Alice fidgeted with her quill, thinking. I let her think as I took the notes for class. Professor Binns is the most boring professor I have ever had but, nonetheless, I still must pay attention. Even if I'll never use History of Magic I would still like to pass my N.E.W.T.!

"Well Lily, because I know how much you want everything planned out for the rest of your life, I know my answer is really going to frustrate you. What I'm going to say is just go with it. At least give him a kiss on the cheek or a hug or something," Alice continued, her plump face staring at me in concern. "I know how much you want a plan and structure but making someone fall in love with you probably doesn't work too much like that." Crumpling a piece of parchment in frustration, Alice continued with the speech that she had obviously been thinking about for a while now. "I should know, I've been trying to get Frank to fall for me for the longest time. I've tried everything, everything, so that we could be together. Unfortunately, it seems as if one of my closest friends is keeping us apart."

We both looked over at Remus who was seated with the other Marauders. Remus was casually taking notes, only jotting down what he considered to be important. Sirius was taking a nap (which was the only reason for taking the class, in his opinion) and James was, well, he was staring at me. His face turned away as it turned red. I glanced over at Alice, my eyes going wide.

"Does he always do that?"

"Stare at you? Yes. I thought you knew that."

"I mean, I knew he would stare at me sometimes but I didn't know it was all the time!"

Alice rolled her eyes. "If only I could be half as pretty as you. Guys stare all the time at you."

I gave Alice a sideways glance. "Are you kidding? I'm that 'know-it-all' that 'never shuts up.' I'm a 'filthy Mudblood who doesn't know her place.' I'm-"

"LILY! SHUT UP!"

The whole class turned to see James Potter standing up, fists clenched in anger. Even Professor Binns stopped speaking. I haven't heard of many people who interrupt his class.

"Pitherby? What is all this nonsense?" We ignored the ghost.

"James," I said almost tentatively, "are you alright? You should sit down you know. Do you want to get us into another detention?"

"Oh, because I was the one who started that note," he replied, rolling his eyes.

I furiously stood up. "Potter, why are you yelling?"

"Edinburgh? Do sit down." Once again, Professor Binns was ignored.

"I was yelling, Evans, because I was sick of listening to you talk down about yourself."

"Then could you have brought it up after class? Some of us actually pay attention, you know." Professor Binns had a look of surprise on his face from hearing that people paid attention in his class.

"No, I couldn't have 'brought it up after class.' You would probably still be ignoring me then."

I rolled my eyes, glancing over at Alice. "If you had any common sense Potter you know I wouldn't be ignoring you. I'm dating you."

There, I had said it. It was out in the open. The class broke into whispers from those who did not yet know that Lily Evans had finally given into the infamous James Potter, hottest bloke in the school, best flyer, wittiest prankster. (Not that I believe he is any of those. On the contrary, I think he is an arrogant toerag.)

James opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again. He didn't quite know how to react to my statement and neither did the rest of the class. Finally Sirius began applauding and the class soon followed suit. Turning red, I sat back down and picked up my quill. "Can we get on with the lecture Professor?"

My question was cut short by the bell. James, who was still standing, continued to stand there in shock. I put my stuff away, gave Alice a look to let me handle this, and walked over to James. "Well, do you plan on coming to lunch?"

"Can I hold your hand?" Potter asked, that unmovable smirk plastered, once again, on his face.

I frowned. "Why do you need to?"

"Because I'm your boyfriend and that's what I want to do." With that, we were off to lunch. Together. Holding hands.

If I can barely hold hands with the git, how can I kiss him? Ugh…breaking heart is hard work…

I'll write more after this whole meeting thing tomorrow. As for now, I must prep to kiss!

Dear Lily, Sept. 10th, Our Sixth Year

"Lily! Lily, wait for me!" Running after you has become quite the habit. Really, could you just chill out, just for a little while?

I never found you. I guess that is okay, we needed to cool off I suppose. Well, you did. You are immature. During this time I moped around in the library and got to work on the Transfiguration assignment McGonagall had given us today.

When I got to History of Magic, my next class with my beautiful girlfriend, I took my normal seat with the guys. History of Magic is a joke of a class. We have this dead guy floating around trying to stuff information about more dead guys into our heads. Ya, it makes no sense. I was thinking about just how ironic the whole thing was during class when my attention zoned back into Lily. She was the one thing I really liked about the class. Lily was always really intent on taking notes for the class so she would get a cute expression I have always enjoyed upon her fair face.

"Does he always do that?" Huh, was your voice speaking? I fixed my attention more fully on you and tried to figure out what you and Alice were talking about.

"Stare at you?" Alice said, looking vaguely surprised. "Yes. I thought you knew that."

"I mean, I knew he would stare at me sometimes but I didn't know it was all the time!" Wait, you're talking about me! My eyes widened as I realized what I had just stumbled upon. Maybe I could have learned something good.

Alice rolled her eyes. "If only I could be half as pretty as you. Guys stare all the time at you." WHAT GUYS? THERE ARE OTHERS? I NEED NAMES! NOTE: SPEAK TO ALICE ABOUT LILY'S OTHER ADMIRERES.

"Are you kidding? I'm that 'know-it-all' that 'never shuts up.' I'm a 'filthy Mudblood who doesn't know her place.' I'm-"

I couldn't take it anymore. I really couldn't take it. I hate girls, especially Lily, who talk down about themselves. I finally stood up, fists clenched, not even thinking about consequences. "LILY! SHUT UP!"

You should have seen how wide your eyes became before they narrowed into some sort of fury. At least, I thought it was fury. Maybe it was just embarrassment.

"Pitherby? What is all this nonsense?" asked Professor Binns.

"James," you finally said, "are you alright? You should sit down you know. Do you want to get us into another detention?" It was my fault we had detention? YOU STARTED THE NOTE!

"Oh, because I was the one who started that note." I even rolled my eyes Lily style.

Lily now stood up. "Potter, why are you yelling?"

"Edinburgh? Do sit down." Why does Binns even speak?

"I was yelling, Evans, because I was sick of listening to you talk down about yourself." Once again, it's one of my pet peeves.

"Then could you have brought it up after class? Some of us actually pay attention, you know." Of course you suck up to the professor. Smooth.

"No, I couldn't have 'brought it up after class.' You would probably still be ignoring me then."

WHY DO YOU ROLL YOUR EYES SO MUCH? "If you had any common sense Potter you know I wouldn't be ignoring you. I'm dating you."

I couldn't believe it. You had just admitted to the world that we were dating. Like a dumb git, I opened my mouth, then closed it, then opened it again. I wasn't quite sure what I was supposed to do. Padfoot began applauding and Lily went back to sucking up to the teacher. "Can we get on with the lecture Professor?"

After what seemed liked centuries, the bell finally rang. Lily walked over to me because I guess I was still standing there like some Slytherin git in the face of danger. "Well, do you plan on coming to lunch?"

"Can I hold your hand?"

"Why do you need to?"

"Because I'm your boyfriend and that's what I want to do." I'm the man in this relationship and right now I'm going to act like one. If I want to hold your bloody hand, I will hold your bloody beautiful hand.

The rest of the day went by relatively slowly, for me anyways. I was just so excited for midnight! Nothing really happened the rest of the day (except for Wormtail setting off a dungbomb in the dungeons) so I'll just skip ahead to 11:30 P.M.

I was in my dorm with the Marauders. Well, except for Wormtail. He had detention because of the previously mentioned dungbomb incident. Moony was reading while Padfoot watched me pace.

"Do I look alright?"

"You look fine."

"What if she doesn't like what I'm wearing?" I had put on Muggle clothes for my night excursions. Just some jeans and my Quidditch shirt.

"Prongs," Padfoot said, "I'm your mate, not your date. I'm not a girl. I have no preference towards what you wear."

"Whatever Pads. I'm going now anyways."

"James?" Moony said, looking up from his book. I knew this would be serious, he had used my first name.

"Ya?"

"Don't screw this up."

"Thanks." I felt my nerves rise as he said this. With a wave, I grabbed the cloak and the Map, opened the door, and left for my excursion.

The halls were rather empty. I only had to avoid Peeves and Slughorn, the second of whom appeared to be coming back from a trip to the Greenhouses. When I finally reached the tower, you were standing near a window, looking out at the night. I instinctively looked at the moon; it was getting close to that time.

"Lily?" You jumped. I probably should have taken off my Invisibility Cloak.

"Sorry I scared you," I said as I reappeared to the world.

"You have an Invisibility Cloak? That's amazing! Where did you get it?"

I shuffled my feet. This question always kind of made me uncomfortable. "My family is one of those ancient pureblood ones. We, ah, are quite well off."

"Oh, wow. My family…well, we aren't. We aren't pureblood, obviously, and we aren't exactly well to do."

"Do you want to sit down?" Lily motioned to a blanket on the ground. "I went ahead and conjured one. The food I brought up from the kitchens."

"You know where the kitchens are?" I was a little surprised. She's a bit of a goody two shoes.

"I like food just as much as the next person. Besides, what type of party would it be if we had no food?"

"You have parties?"

"Well, they aren't your type of parties. The girls like to have fun every now and then though."

I sat down on the blanket, pulling Lily down next to me. "You seem to like picnics."

Lily began pulling out food as she spoke. "They remind me a lot of home. That's the one thing I don't get about the wizarding world. I don't understand how they send off their kids for so long. I still get homesick a good bit. I mean, you're eleven and you're leaving away from your parents. Kind of a harsh reality, in my opinion." I was a little surprised how much you opened up to me.

"Personally, I'm happy to be here. Wizarding kids have to hide a lot of who they are. It's nice to be able to free about your family, about what you like, about your friends. You don't have to hide yourself."

You sat quietly for a little while as we both ate. I guess you were taking in the information. I leaned back and put my arm around your back. You leaned into me. After all these years, I couldn't believe that a beautiful person like you was happy to be with me.

It was perfect, the moon, the girl, the blanket, the setting. Everything. I just knew that I was going to kiss Lily Evans tonight.

"Keep up!" a voice hissed from the hallway. I recognized the voice. It was Avery.

"Lily, get under my cloak with me and against the wall," I whispered, pulling her up and covering her. She used her wand to hide our mess, and just in the nick of time at that. Soon enough, the Slytherins had arrived.

Damian Avery and Ragnor Mulciber were the first two through the doorway. You were so tense Lily. I can understand why; you're good friends with Mary MacDonald. After what they did to her, it's no wonder that you freeze around them. Regulas Black, Padfoot's disgusting brother, Severus Snape, and a levitating box. This could not be good.

Avery appeared to be in charge. "You know what we have to do." The Slytherins were gathered in a circle around the levitating box, looking at with a mixture of excitement, reverence, and, from Snivellus, worry. "Since I'm the only one old enough to officially be part of the organization, I am in charge of this operation." Well, I guess that corresponds to my earlier statement. Avery didn't just appear to be in charge, he was. It also gave me another question: what organization? He couldn't mean...could he?

Using his wand, Mulciber opened the box. He was, and always had been, Avery's right hand man, if you can call him a man. I felt you grip my hand even tighter although I don't quite understand how that was possible. You already had turned it white.

We both expected weapons, poisons, potions, Dark creatures, Dark artifacts, anything illegal really. I didn't expect what came out of it. They were just what appeared to be fliers. The Slytherins began pulling them out.

That was when we got a good look at the papers. I don't think we could read what was actually on them. It looked to me as if it were a list of potion ingredients. Regulas spoke up. "Ah, the list of Mudblood and blood traitors at Hogwarts along with the letter." It was mostly Gryffindors under "blood traitors" while all Muggle borns were from every House (except for Slytherin, of course).

The lists were on the back, it turned out. Avery was too stupid to have the box the right way. On the back was a letter. We couldn't read that either-it appeared to be a bunch of doodles. Mulciber began reading it out loud though.

"Ah, Slytherins, the house of my forefather, how proud I am of you. You, the chosen race. You, the purest of our world. You, the deciding factors of our futures. It is now that I give you your call to duty. Many of you are, of yet, too young to become a part of my following, known to you as Death Eaters. The task I give you now will prove your worth for when you are finally able to join the ranks of victory. Take this list and use it well. Use it to coordinate attacks. Use it to spread fear. Use it to control panic. People view Hogwarts as safe but it will not be much longer, as least for Mudbloods anyway. When a line appears through a name, it will represent the attack of the person. Go forth now and complete your mission. I speak for all Death Eaters when I say we are fascinated to see what you shall think to do. The Dark Lord." Mulciber put the handout back in the box reverently.

"What if a professor sees it?" Regulas asked, rubbing his arm in contemplation.

Avery began to grin. "The Death Eaters took care of it. It's charmed to only be read by Slytherin students." This was terrible. I wanted to do something to stop this from happening but I was afraid to risk you getting hurt Lily. Yes, we had surprise on our side but we were outnumbered two to one. It didn't help that they were all proficient in the Dark Arts for such a young age.

I tugged on your hand, pointing to the door. You shook your head, a red strand of hair falling into your face. You motioned towards the box. I shook my head again, mouthing to you that it was too dangerous. I think you understood since you nodded. We moved softly to the door.

Too exhausted to finish the letter. I'll finish it tomorrow morning. I'm going to bed.

Good night Lily,

James

PS-Perhaps you can better explain to me why someone like Snape kept so silent during this whole thing.

Well, I am sorry it took so long to get that out. I was really, really, really, really blocked up. It started out as a filler, then there was drama, and then I thought of that cliffhanger. It felt like someone opened the floodgates all at once and I just couldn't stop them from rolling in! So, ya, this is a weird chapter and I'll understand if you guys hate it. Of course, I won't know unless you review, so maybe I'll post faster if you review...