Dear Diary

a/n: we still don't own harry potter! Damn it! rr

Chapter 2

"Well, what did he want?" Ron asked when I reached my dormitory. I pulled the envelope out of my robes. Ron inspected it carefully before opening it.

"It was my mum's," I said. " It's her diary."

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS, HARRY?!?" Ron asked eagerly.

"What, Ron?" I knew something incredibly stupid was coming.

"We can FINALLY see into the mind of a woman. We can pick out their secrets...and...and...SELL THEM!!...ON THE BLACK MARKET!! Do you understand! This could be worth--OOFH!"

"Ron, get a hold of yourself!" I put my pillow back down. "This was my mum's diary for crying out loud...its not some witch weekly! I mean come on! FEMALE SECRETS EDITION!"

"It would be cool, you know. But it is your mom's, so we won't. One day, we'll steal...umm...Hermione's! YEA...that's it!"

"Why am I friends with you?"

"Well, most people say it's the red hair...you know everyone's attracted to it!" He said this while patting his hair.

"FOCUS! MY MUM'S DIARY REMEMBER?"

"Oh, right. Have you read it yet?' he asked.

"No...from what I can see...it's blank."

"Blimey...I'm sorry, Harry." And with that, he closed the curtain surrounding his bed. It wasn't long before I heard his peaceful snores.

Unlike Ron, I knew better then to judge this book by it's cover. Everyone has always told me my mother was smart. I knew she was smart enough to put enchantments on her diary. The trick was to find out which one.

I pulled out a quill and opened to the first page. After dabbing the quill in ink, I wrote.

Hullo?? Mum??

After a few seconds words appeared on the page under mine.

Who are you and why are you reading Lily's diary?

I replied.

I am Harry Potter. I am Lily's son.

The same thing happened.

Lily's little Harry?!? All grown up!

Uhhhh... ya. Who are you?

I am Lily's diary. What would you like to see?

See? What do you mean see?

I mean...this is lily's diary. She has stored all her memories in it...you can see anything you want! Any day in her life. What would you like to see?

Ok?? How about the day my mother met my father?

Sure!

Suddenly, I was being sucked into the diary. It was almost the feeling of taking a portkey. Then, I saw her.

Her red hair was being whipped around by the wind as she ran through the barrier of platform 9 ¾. I saw an older woman, presumably, my grandmother following close behind her. I ran through the barrier trying to keep her in my sight.

The train was waiting in the station, as it always was. It looked as wonderful as ever. I found my mum again and watched her carefully. She seemed very confused about where she was. She was walking alongside her mother. The last whistle had just been sounded when she began to cry. I suddenly realized that this was my mum's first trip to Hogwarts.

I followed her as she jumped on the train. She ran to the first window she could and waved goodbye to her mother.

"I LOVE YOU," she screamed.

Her mother blew her a kiss and smiled as the train pulled away. Seeing as my mother knew no one from the wizarding world, she found a compartment and sat alone.

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a/n: we already started writing another chapter so yay!! Woohoo...please read and review!