Post by Lilac on Oct 20, 2011 23:33:44 GMT -8
Title: The Diary of Sirius Orion Black
Rating: G
Word Count: 900
Summary: Sirius' diary from the beginning of the Marauders' 6th year at Hogwarts.
Written for Operation Poufsouffle!
The Dairy of Sirius Orion Black
Sirius Black's TOTALLY AWESOME Journal
and James Potter’s
Well, hello there journal. I call you journal because no truly awesome and amazing Black (like myself) would ever own a diary. Well, that's if you don't count my dearest mother, or my cousin Bella, but of course you wouldn't as I said an 'awesome and amazing Black' not 'a completely crazy Black with absolutely no fashion sense who will do anything for attention from their Dark Lord'. Of course, Andy didn't know that when she gave it to me for Christmas (hence the crossed out title on the front. So anyway, I am Sirius Black (also known as Padfoot), I am 6 ft tall, have amazing hair and stunningly good looks.
And I am James Potter, currently married to the remarkable Lily Potter after she finally gave into my good looks and witty personality
No she didn't! Evans still hates your guts Prongs. Don't lie in mydia Journal. Besides, when has ANYONE ever called you 'witty'?!
Haha, Paddy has a diary! Besides, you're not 6 ft tall! You're barely 5. And I'm a remarkably witty person, everyone else is just blind for not being able to see it.
Nuh uh! I am way taller than 5 ft!!! And maybe the reason why no one can see how 'witty' you are is because, and I quote, "your ego is so large an elephant would be scared of it".
My ego is not that huge! I only admire the things about myself that are true, like EVERYTHING!!! And I guess you are 6 feet tall... If you count those high heels you wear around all the time.
That was once. As a dare. And
Sureeeeeeeeeeeee...
...Well, Evans doesn't like you, so HA!
Meanie! You are such a traitor of a best friend. I think I'm going to go and curl up in my sock draw and cry for hours now. Maybe then Lillians will feel sorry for me and bake me a giant chocolate cake to make me feel better!
...So, now that I've taken care of James, I guess that I can finally talk to you properly. Well, at the moment it's pretty boring. We've just arrived at Hogwarts for our 6th year, and Moony is ALREADY reading some book over on his bed. I bet it's one of those disgusting romance novels he always tries to hide from us. Peter is on the next bed over watching James and I rather oddly. Perhaps he has some kind of man-crush on us. I really couldn't blame him if he did; we are amazingly good-looking specimens. All of the girls come running after us. Well, except Evans. I, the extraordinary Sirius Black, am sitting on the next bed. Well, I've barricaded myself using James' stuffed animal collection and I'm kind of huddled at the farthest end of my bed and chucking dolphins at anyone who tries to get mydiary Journal. Oh, the stuffed animals are from a prank plan that we marauders came up with to win Evans over to James. James was supposed to sneak into the girls' dorm and to fill it with the animals, but then once they were all up there he changed his mind and decided that he couldn't bear to leave all of those adorable fluffy animals to Evans' fury so he grabbed them all and took them back to our dorm. He left a doe in Evans' bed though. Sometimes his mushiness disgusts me. I'm not sure where James went after our little argument. I'd be guessing that he's probably trying to convince Evans to accept his lolly engagement ring again. He spent the entire train trip chasing her up and down all of the carriages until she finally barricaded herself in the prefects' carriage and charmed the door to keep Prongs out. That lasted for about ten minutes before we found a way to get around it.
Our back-to-school prank was pretty epic this year. We snuck down to the kitchens as soon as we arrived at Hogwarts and drugged all the food the house-elves had just made. It was pretty funny when the dancing potion started taking effect, but then of course James insisted on ruining it by pulling Evans into a tango with him on top of the Gryffindor table and then accidentally dropping her in a gigantic bowl of ice-cream. Needless to say, James spent the rest of the feast with bright green hair and nursing a black eye. The professors found the whole event quite amusing and because there was no evidence they couldn't even punish us! The funniest part of a start-of-year prank is always the first years' expressions, though. They looked so shocked that anyone would do something like this, and then Remus quickly charmed a banner to appear above a small girl's head saying "SHE DID IT!" Ah, I'll always remember her stunned expression as her friends started pointing at her and jokingly asking her why on earth she would do something like this.
And the almighty Prongs has returned!
This time without an engagement ring I see- oh, he got hungry and ate it. Oh well, that's still a success in my books! I've got to go now; lot's of plotting to do, but don't miss me too much my deardi Journal! I'll be back soon.
Rating: G
Word Count: 900
Summary: Sirius' diary from the beginning of the Marauders' 6th year at Hogwarts.
Written for Operation Poufsouffle!
Sirius Black's TOTALLY AWESOME Journal
and James Potter’s
Well, hello there journal. I call you journal because no truly awesome and amazing Black (like myself) would ever own a diary. Well, that's if you don't count my dearest mother, or my cousin Bella, but of course you wouldn't as I said an 'awesome and amazing Black' not 'a completely crazy Black with absolutely no fashion sense who will do anything for attention from their Dark Lord'. Of course, Andy didn't know that when she gave it to me for Christmas (hence the crossed out title on the front. So anyway, I am Sirius Black (also known as Padfoot), I am 6 ft tall, have amazing hair and stunningly good looks.
And I am James Potter, currently married to the remarkable Lily Potter after she finally gave into my good looks and witty personality
No she didn't! Evans still hates your guts Prongs. Don't lie in my
Haha, Paddy has a diary! Besides, you're not 6 ft tall! You're barely 5. And I'm a remarkably witty person, everyone else is just blind for not being able to see it.
Nuh uh! I am way taller than 5 ft!!! And maybe the reason why no one can see how 'witty' you are is because, and I quote, "your ego is so large an elephant would be scared of it".
My ego is not that huge! I only admire the things about myself that are true, like EVERYTHING!!! And I guess you are 6 feet tall... If you count those high heels you wear around all the time.
That was once. As a dare. And
Sureeeeeeeeeeeee...
...Well, Evans doesn't like you, so HA!
Meanie! You are such a traitor of a best friend. I think I'm going to go and curl up in my sock draw and cry for hours now. Maybe then Lillians will feel sorry for me and bake me a giant chocolate cake to make me feel better!
...So, now that I've taken care of James, I guess that I can finally talk to you properly. Well, at the moment it's pretty boring. We've just arrived at Hogwarts for our 6th year, and Moony is ALREADY reading some book over on his bed. I bet it's one of those disgusting romance novels he always tries to hide from us. Peter is on the next bed over watching James and I rather oddly. Perhaps he has some kind of man-crush on us. I really couldn't blame him if he did; we are amazingly good-looking specimens. All of the girls come running after us. Well, except Evans. I, the extraordinary Sirius Black, am sitting on the next bed. Well, I've barricaded myself using James' stuffed animal collection and I'm kind of huddled at the farthest end of my bed and chucking dolphins at anyone who tries to get my
Our back-to-school prank was pretty epic this year. We snuck down to the kitchens as soon as we arrived at Hogwarts and drugged all the food the house-elves had just made. It was pretty funny when the dancing potion started taking effect, but then of course James insisted on ruining it by pulling Evans into a tango with him on top of the Gryffindor table and then accidentally dropping her in a gigantic bowl of ice-cream. Needless to say, James spent the rest of the feast with bright green hair and nursing a black eye. The professors found the whole event quite amusing and because there was no evidence they couldn't even punish us! The funniest part of a start-of-year prank is always the first years' expressions, though. They looked so shocked that anyone would do something like this, and then Remus quickly charmed a banner to appear above a small girl's head saying "SHE DID IT!" Ah, I'll always remember her stunned expression as her friends started pointing at her and jokingly asking her why on earth she would do something like this.
And the almighty Prongs has returned!
This time without an engagement ring I see- oh, he got hungry and ate it. Oh well, that's still a success in my books! I've got to go now; lot's of plotting to do, but don't miss me too much my dear