HP story ideas/one-shots

Chapter 2-Diary

     Classes have finished, and I'm now in the kitchen. I was adding a new pages into my diary. I knew I would need more pages, so I decided to add them no because I wanted to work on the end page where I would put my real name.

     Someone in the common room said they heard something about there being another Potter. I heard it on my way there, and I wanted to hear what they were talking about, but it would seem weird to listen into a conversation when I've got no friends.

     So I'm here, finishing what I'm working on. I added all the pages I'd need, and now I'm working on the back. It will have the same design as the front, but I'm not ready to put my real name on it. I'm scared someone will find it, see the name Potter, and hand it over to Harry or one of the other family members here.

     Sirius, Remus, James, and Lily all work here. Sirius is the astronomy professor, Remus is the DADA professor, James is the Quidditch coach, and Lily is the Muggle studies professor. I take every course but Quidditch. I want to be the keeper for the Slytherin team, but I don't like attention on me, and I'm worried that someone might see my scars and start asking questions.

     I'm going to start writing from there. I wrote about how I was limited in what I could do because of my fears and kept going from there. I wasn't worried about someone finding this book right now because I'm using fake names for everyone. I'm the only one who knows which characters are which and what really happened.

     It was getting closer to midnight, and I was still writing in the kitchen. I was good friends with the elves, so they had no problem with me being in here. I looked at the date and saw that I needed to bake.

     I would bake every Wednesday as it helps me relax, and I think it's fun trying to make things that I want to because every other time I have to bake, it's for the people who own me, and I don't get to choose what I make. I like to choose stuff sometimes.

     I got baking, and today, I would make s'more cookies. Many pureblood kids won't know what a s'more is, but every muggle kid should. And if they don't, I'm sorry they've never exasperated a childhood. Even though I can't even eat my creations as I have such low sugar tolerance that I'll immediately throw up.

     The cookies were down. I was about to add the fillings when someone came into the kitchen. Turning around, I saw that it was Fred and George Weasley. They were talking between themselves and not paying attention to what was happening around them. I thought about walking around them and out of the kitchen when I remembered that I had to finish the cookies.

     I turned around and was going to ignore them when I heard Fred say, "George look, that must be the mysterious baker that surpasses mom's baking."

     I thought about saying that I don't believe Miss. Weasley would like that but instead didn't say anything as James said, "Don't let Molly hear that. She might come for everyone's head who believes that, and I want to continue to enjoy this baking every Wednesday."

     I smiled a little before turning around at the sound of the door opening again. I saw Draco, Blaize, Mattheo, Tom, and Theo enter the kitchen that already had Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermione, George, Fred, James, Sirius, Remus, and Lily.

     Shit, That's more people to know my secret. I took a deep breath before gripping the bowl that was sitting on the countertop that had the melted marshmallows.

     "Eilean?" Blaise said. I didn't think anyone could put a face to my name.

     Nodding, I turned around again, wanting to finish the cookies so I could leave. There are too many eyes on me that I might get a hole in the back of my head.

     "What are you kids doing out of bed? It's past curfew," Sirius said like he wasn't breaking the rules, too, by letting Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George out past curfew.

     "Then why are they out past curfew?" Draco said, probably pointing at the other kids in the room.

     "He has a point. Let's not point out what time it is anymore. We can grab what we each came for and then return to our dorms. Alright?" Lily said. I heard some form of agreement for the people behind me before I found Sirius beside me.

     I watched him look over what I was making before he reached for a finished s'more cookie. Not thinking much, I smacked his hand, then moved the tray away from him. He made a pouty face before going away when Lily called him.
The elves help everyone get what they want before heading into their room. I finished the cookies and spoke for the first time since everyone entered the room. I called for an elve and told them I was done and that all they needed to do was match the colors to the tables with the name tags.

     Once I was sure that was done, I grabbed my stuff and was about to walk out of the room when I talked to them for the first time by saying, "Please don't tell anyone what you saw here. You are the only people who know, and I'm not afraid to throw a punch." Smiling at the end, I walked out of the kitchen and went to my dorm, hoping they followed my warning. 

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