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Confusion.

That's the perfect word to describe how I'm feeling right now. I, Lily Evans am going to do the meanest thing ever. Not only have I intruded into Black's personal life by reading his diary; I have also decided to blackmail him. Well, I'm still not sure. It's pretty obvious it's the wrong thing to do- but didn't he do the exact same thing with me? Wouldn't it be considered even?

…

As I walked into the common room after breakfast I spotted Sirius sitting with Peter on an armchair singing carols. As usual. With Christmas less than two days away, nobody had the heart to stop him. I mean, everybody loves Christmas.

After a lot of thinking, I've decided I won't blackmail him. Why should I stoop as low as him? I'll just get him to exchange diaries with me.

"Well, hello there, Evans."

"Black."

"Yes?"

"I need to speak to you."

"Then speak."

"Alone."

"Oh." He waggled his eyebrows "Control your emotions Evans."

"Now!" I yelled.

"Okay, okay; why're you getting to angry?"

I rolled my eyes and led him to a corner.

"Look, there's something I need to tell you." I began cautiously.

"Don't tell me you have feelings for me, Evans." He said, shocked.

I ignored him.

"I want to make a deal with you." I said, as I took out his diary from my bag. His eyes widened with horror.

"You stole my diary?" He asked, shocked. "YOU'RE SUCH A WITCH!"

I gave him a look.

"Oh, wait..."

I rolled my eyes, "Anyway, give me my diary or else I'll post this in the Hogwarts Times."

"You didn't read it, did you?" He looked so miserable that I almost felt sorry for him.

Almost. I also felt exceedingly guilty.

"Maybe a little of it…" I admitted grudgingly.

"How could you, Evans? You can't just read someone's diary you know."

"I know, I'm so- Wait a minute, you stole my diary!"

"That's besides the point. The point is that I'm not giving you your diary back."

"What?", I asked, surprised. "I have your diary!"

"I'm sure you have made that quite clear to me already."

"Your diary."

"I prefer to call it journal."

"Don't you want it back?"

"I do but this blackmailing is much more important."

"You are such a sadist.

"Flattery will get you nowhere."

Okay, so this is bad. It didn't occur to me that Sirius didn't want his diary back.

"But." He said. "I am willing to trade diaries on one condition."

I do not like the sound of this. But what choice do I have?

I sighed, "And that is..?"

"You will go on just one date with James."

"Bu-"

"This time", he cut me off, "this date won't be supervised. I will not control what you say and what you do like I did last time. You have, my dear Evans, what is known as "The Freedom Of Speech.'" He smirked.

I thought about it. The last date wasn't that bad. It wasn't nice or anything. But it certainly wasn't bad. I suppose I'll have to give it a shot since Sirius doesn't seem to be at all interested in his journal.

"All right." I said. "But just one date."

Author's note-

Okay, so this is probably my lamest chapter yet. Not to mention the shortest. That's probably because I just don't know how to make this chapter interesting. But the next chapter will be **drumroll* their date! :D Anyway, I updated after less than a month, yay! I hope to finish off this fanfic by July. I've got no idea how I'll do that. I promise I will update next week, though. Thank you again for your amazing reviews!