Chapter 25- Mallori?

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Sienna's POV

*A few months later*

Dear James,

This letter will never be given to you.. unless something dramatic happens. But I just wanted to write this down. Today is March 14 1975 4:00 pm. I am currently in my dorm writing this down. I hope you know how much I love you.. We're going to be starting sixth year soon. I hope our relationship is still going then. If I ever die or leave for some reason. I will keep this in a box either in the attic or under my/our bed.

From your wife/girlfriend/friend Sienna Black,

I looked over my letter I wrote. I want James to always remember me. And with the battle in picture who knows what will happen. I grabbed the box and gently set the letter in.

I labeled the box James' from sienna. I closed the box and hid it under my wardrobe. I walked down stairs to a surprising empty common room. I sat near the fire and found a book.

I opened the book up. And let me say this was not a ordinary book. In fact I think it was either a Journal or diary. I sneakily read it.

My brother and best friend started dating. I'm so happy for them. They make such a cute couple. James takes her on these amazing picnics. And Sienna is just one a lucky gal. We all know that. Even bloody Dumbledore knows. But no one knows about the other side of the story.

I read in excitement. Was this book or what ever it was about me and James? It was so very interesting but it didn't end there.

See I was the first to smell the potion. And we all know who you smell is your soulmate or whatever and no one knows who I smelled. But since this is my secret place I will say. I smelled cigars which was awful. I also smelled very expensive Cologne. But the last smell is what made me know who it was. Wet dog. Right there is when I realized I smelled Sirius Orion Black.

I dropped the book and gasped. This was definitely not a book. I just read someone's diary. But who's. I slowly picked the book up and flipped through the pages.

At the very end of the page there was a signature. The diary was property of Mallori Potter. Mallori.. Potter. My head started spinning. Mallori?


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