Harry sat at his desk in his office. He had been looking through the documents filed for the case. According to the files, all the bodies that were found had been almost completely burnt. There were a total of five murders that had taken place this past month. There was no exact proof of who the bodies belonged to. He patted the small book in his coat pocket.
Even in the car he couldn't take his mind off the diary he had found at Godric's Hollow. The only problem was that he didn't want to show it to anyone. He was too scared to. Scared that even this would have to be taken from him, one of the very few things he had left of his one his parents. Therefore, the only place he would be fully allowed to read it would be at home.
He took the book out again and he put it in his bag. It was the only place it would be safe for now. He heard someone knock on the door. "Come in.", he said.
It was merely Luna. She had come in order to get some papers signed. Once she got what she wanted, she left.
People came in and went out from Harry's office. He watched them come and go, he signed papers and did his paperwork. Things went on as it usually did. Once the time came, he ran out of the building, eager to get home and start reading. He knew that he was acting like a child, but he couldn't help it.
There was no one home. Well, that was to be expected. The kids were at Hogwarts, and Ginny must have been at work. Seeing this as a good opportunity to read, he went over to the parlour, sat on the big aim chair facing the window, and began to turn the pages.
September 14th 1976
Status: Corybantic
Time: 4:00 a.m.
I rolled out of bed, frantic. Shit. My Tranfiguration essay! I haven't finished it! How could I have forgotten it? I ran to my desk, looking for some parchment and a quill. Not finding any I rummaged through my bag. Finally, and I found some spare parchment. I take a look at my desk. Sheesh it was messy. There was parchment, broken quills and empty ink bottles strewn across the desk. I couldn't possibly work at a desk like that, and I'd be wasting too much time cleaning it up. I'll just have to work on it in the common. I tie my hair into a messy bun, gather all the things I need and head on down.
I sit down on the couch. The fireplace had been lit. The red flames dancing in front of me. I began to work on my essay. I continuously wrote for about an hour. I heard the sound of footsteps.
"What are you doing?", asked a sleepy voice behind me.I turn around and see Potter, climbing down the stairs.
" Finishing my Transfiguration essay.", I replied.
He cast a look of surprise my way.
"What?"
He shook his head. "Nothing, it's just its unreal to see you complete your homework at the last minute."
"Why is that so unreal?", I asked, a frown beginning to form on my face.
" Cause you're Lily Evans. Miss perfect. The girl who always finishes her homework on the very day they give it. That's why." He sat down on the couch beside me.
"I'm nothing like that.", I mumbled. " I used to finish it early because if I didn't then I would've forgotten about it later on.
"I see."
I look up at him. He still had bed hair. But it was so hard to tell. (his hair is always so messy, you just can't tell the difference) His hazel eyes were dark and diluted, probably because of the fact he just woke up.
I ask him,"Did you finish it?"
"Of course not. But I'll just finish it off by breakfast."
"You seem awfully care-free to be the Head boy."
"Yes, well. I was surprised when I did get the letter. Plus, Sirius was at our place when I got it. He wouldn't stop teasing me about it."
I chuckled, amused. I was having a normal conversation with my fellow head, James Potter. We've been on good terms until now. We didn't fight or bicker as usual. We actually cooperated when we had patrols. We had gotten used to our time tables and routines. We talked more now. And honestly, he wasn't so bad as I thought he was. It might take a while for me to get accustomed to the fact that we're friends now, but I knew that even I would slowly get used to it. And we did talk like that, like actual friends. I didn't even notice the time flying by. It was only when it was six o' clock that I finally found my sense of time.
"We should get ready.", I say.
He takes a look at his watch. " Yes, we probably should. I'll see you at breakfast then?"
I nodded and watched him climb up the stairs. After which I went to my own room and began to get ready.
...
Status: Normal
Time: 11:00 a.m.
Our first class is already over and I walk inside the Potions classroom with Emmie and Alice. I place my rucksack beside my table as I searched for my textbook, except that I couldn't find it. Oh god. I must've left it on my desk. I search again desperately while the Slytherins were leaving the room to their next class. I feel something on my shoulder. I turn around. It was Snape.
"Did anything happen?"
"No, it's just my textbook, I think I forgot it."
He held out his Potions textbook in front of me.
"Take it for now."
"Oh no, I couldn't."
He shoved it in my hand and said. "Take it, our next class is Potions again anyways."
I look down at the book. "Thank you." But when I look up again, he was gone.
I stand up to see that the professor started to announce the teams for today.
"Ms Evans and Mr Potter."
I froze. Me and Potter, in a team? I've never been in a team with before. (Well, ther was this one time where we blew the whole classroom up. That's the reason our old Potions teacher left.) But, hopefully it would be better this time. Potter comes over to my work table, picks up a cauldron and puts it gently on the table.
"You ready?"
"Class today we will how to brew a sleeping draught. Open your books to page number 156."
I open my (or should I say Snape's) book. There were notes and scribblings all over the pages. Sentences that were actually printed were cut out and corrections were made. I knew Severus loved Potions, but I didn't know he was into it this much. He's even added new ingredients which wouldn't be needed.
We started working on our potion. Everything was going well. We cooperated and worked silently. However, the atmosphere of peace didn't last for long. I was about to add some unicorn hair, just when Potter stopped me, holding a jar filled with slugs.
"Wait, that's not supposed to go there."
"Yes it is."
"No it isn't."
I sighed, "Potter, it's there in the bloody textbook."
"It isn't in the textbook Evans. I have one as well you know."
"I am fully aware of that. but.." This continued for a while. We bickered relentlessly and we tried to take each other's ingredients from each other. One way or another, both the jars filled with the ingredients fell into the cauldron.
Uh Oh.
The previously calm and blue potion started to turn red and bubbled. We gulped. The potion started to boil even more, and finally..
It burst
We both ducked as the cauldron exploded.
The potion splattered the neighboring tables. Smoke filled the room. We both stood up and looked at the mess.
"Well Evans, now you've done it."
"I haven't done anything!"
*cough cough*
"You were the one that got the unicorn hair."
*cough cough*
"It was there in the book for Merlin's SAKE!"
"EH-HEM."
We both spun around and there he was, professor Slughorn, looking absolutely furious. While Black was laughing his ass off at the table beside ours.
"Mr Potter and Ms Evans. DETENTION!", he roared. I've never seen him this angry before.
" Yes sir.", we both mumbled.
"Class dismissed, and you two, meet me here at 10:00. You won't have to worry about your duties. I'll be sure to discuss it with Professor McGonagall."
The Slytherins began to enter the room.
Professor shouted, "There will be no class today. On account of what Mr Potter and Ms Evans have done here." He gestured to the huge mess around us. I blushed furiously.
We all start to head outside. Emmie and Alice came to my side.
"What happened?", Emmie asked.
"Potter's happened. That's what."
Emmie and Alice merely nodded and decided to not go into it further, for which I was grateful.
I heard a loud shrill voice behind me. It said, "Well, look at what you've done now mudblood. You've ruined the bloody Potions room. Although I should be thankful. After all, it's because of you and Potter that we get a free period." It was Bellatrix Black.
"Oh shove off Black.", I grumble.
I start walking again, and I see Snape coming towards me. He must've been late for class. I shove the book at him and say, " Thank you for your textbook."
...
Status: Antagonized
Time: 9:58 p.m.
I'm on my way to the Potions classroom, to my first detention. Oh god why does this happen to me? But.. This may have also been my fault, Potter didn't know that I has Severus' textbook, and maybe it wasn't actually necessary to add the unicorn hair anyways. I walk inside the room. I see professor Slughorn standing there. He was waiting for us. Potter wasn't there yet.
He sighed, "It was surprising. Having to give you detention. For detention you and Mr Potter will be scrubbing these cauldrons. And you won't be allowed to leave until they are all clean. You may start once Mr Potter arrives."
As if on cue the door opens, and Potter enters.
"Why, just on time Mr Potter Know You know the routine, don't you?"
"Yes sir.", he said.
"Now I have to go meet professor McGonagall. I need to explain to her why I have kept you both from head. I want you two to stay here and clean. And no fighting."
He left. We both went to our respective places and began to scrub. This went on for a while. All was silent. It was like the first two days. Finally, I speak up, " I'm sorry."
"Huh?" He turns around to look at me.
"I said that I'm sorry, that I've landed us here. It is is probably my fault that we're here in the first place. I probably shouldn't have added the unicorn hair."
"No, it's mostly my fault. I shouldn't have pushed into the matter. On that note, why were you putting in unicorn hair anyways?"
"Because it was written there in Severus' book."
"Wait, why were you having Snape's book?"
Ugh, I'm so stupid. I shouldn't have mentioned that the textbook was Severus', considering that he's practically Potter's arch enemy.
Within two big strides he came forward to my table, and cornered me.
"Why were you having his book?", he asked me again.
" I just forgot my book at that time! Severus offered to give me his book. I had refused but he insisted."
His face went aghast. I blushed furiously under his gaze. But then he started to laugh.
He laughed really hard.
It wasn't long before he started to roar with laughter.
"What's so funny?!", I cried, still blushing.
" Nothing, nothing. It's just that now I understand why you put the unicorn hair in. I've seen his textbook before. He's dribbled notes all over it. You would've seen that and decided to follow it."
I merely nodded. Not knowing what to say.
"What are you two doing?"
I turn around to see professor Slughorn at the doorway.
"Nothing sir.", Potter says.
Slughorn looks at his watch. "It's 11:00. I suppose I should leave you two now. Go off to your tower. I hope I won't have to see you in this situation again."
We head outside as he shut the door behind us. And we start walking back to the Heads' tower.
...
Status: Starving
Time:1:00 a.m.
I wake up. But this time it's to to the sound of my stomach growling. Man, I was hungry. I get up, put on some robes, and go downstairs. I think I'll go get some food from the kitchen. I make my way through corridors. I've had a lot of experience in this area, going through the hallways without being noticed. To say the truth, this isn't the first time I've snuck out like this. I've gone on these trips a number of times in the past. I just never got caught. I guess that makes me a marauder as well, in a sense.
I stop in front of the door. I had reached the kitchen. I tickle the pear and walk inside. I find all house elves still cleaning up. The smallest one, Winny came forward. She spoke in her high squeaky voice.
"Why good evening Ms Evans!"
"Hello Winny. I'm sorry to say this but I need a favor from you. Is that all right?"
She nodded eagerly. "Yes, of course! Anything for Ms Evans."
"Do you have any leftover chocolate cake? I hadn't eaten-"
But before I could even finish my sentence she turned around ran inside, towards the fridge. (by fridge I mean those huge fridges that you find in restaurants) And within a few seconds she comes out holding a huge chocolate cake. She gently placed the cake in my hands.
"Oh no Winny, I can't have this much."
"Please take it Ms Evans! We have much more in the back if you need anything else. Sandwiches, pies, ice creams.."
She went on and on.
Oh well, if you insist.
"OK, I'll take two more sandwiches."
She ran back inside. At that moment I hear the door open behind me. And there he was, standing there, with his glasses and ruffled hair. It was Potter.
"Evans, what are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same."
The moment he walks inside, Winny comes out with the sandwiches and hands it to me.
"And with this I can see exactly what your doing. Your sneaking food from the kitchen, aren't you?"
I gave a silent nod, embarrassed.
"Well, you are a surprise Evans.", he chuckled. "But I guess that I'm not any better, am I? After all, even I'm down here for the same reason."
A smile grows on my face. Potter asks Winny for a bag of freshly made fudge. As she dashes back he looks at my stockpile of food.
"For a slim girl, you eat a lot."
I began to blush again.
"Yes, well, lets just say that I'm not the most lady-like person you think I am."
"I can see that.", he smirks.
"Oh shut up."
He laughs as Winny comes out with a bag, she hands it him, looking at him with twinkling eyes.
"Thank you Winny.", he says before walking back out into the corridor, with me right behind him.
"Lumos.", he whispered the spell.
"Do you go to the kitchen often?", I ask him.
"Yes I do. Don't you that that's the place we get the food for the parties from."
"No, I didn't..", I say slowly.
I heard the wizards from the paintings shout and complain about the blinding light in their face. I look at Potter. He looked weary and tired. However, he talked normally. Time went by and we soon reached the heads' tower. we sit on the sofa and begin to eat. I eat the most lady-like way I could. If I hadn't been unknowingly doing so, Potter didn't notice. we talked and laughed while we ate as well. Once we finished, we went to out respective rooms. I changed and lied down. I was so weary and full.
I yawned as weariness came over me.
And I fell asleep.
Harry shut the book as he heard the door opened. It was Ginny. He caught a glance at her flaming red hair as she moved towards the kitchen. He then imagined his mother. She must have had hair of the same color, and eyes like his, emerald green. He could she see her writing in the small journal on a desk. He smiled at the thought. He went to his room with the book in his hand, and kept it safely in one of the drawers of the dresser. After which he went downstairs to greet Ginny. But then he heard a knock on the door. He opens it to see that it was Hermione. She looks frazzled and disoriented.
"What happened?"
"Another murder's taken place at Godric's Hollow. And this time, the body was left behind."