1. September-

Dear Diary-

I shall name you Bobbie. I don't know why, really, but Daddy suggested it (he said it was a good, solid name, for a boy or a girl) and though Papa used to say Daddy was too silly sometimes, I think Daddy's right that I should call you Bobbie.

Tomorrow I start classes here at Hogwarts- since I am almost sixteen and Daddy once taught here, I know enough to start as a sixth year, even if I had to take all those annoying examinations over the summer to take the higher level classes- the OWL examinations were a pain in my young arse.

Daddy says things are going to be hard at school- not only classes, but because I had, until this past Spring, two fathers. When Papa died, Daddy stopped being as silly as he used to be- hopefully things will get better from here on out. I miss all the zany little adventures we used to have in Daddy's shabby flat and in the house of Black. I hope I can find a few friends here so I can write home about adventures at Hogwarts.

It has been odd, how things have been these past few years. Papa came to live with us (sort of) when I was thirteen. I have to say 'sort of' because he had to visit us for a few days at a time and he had to be in his Anamagus form most of the time. It was very strange hearing Daddy calling Papa 'Padfoot' and taking him out for walks so we could go to the park together. He didn't live in the same house as us until the summer before I turned fifteen- but he was still Papa nonetheless.

Daddy and I had been living in London in a very ratty little flat. It wasn't really a nice place, but until he worked at Hogwarts, it was the best he could afford. While he taught, I lived with the Weasley family- a lovely couple with a lot of children. Apparently, two of them are still at Hogwarts. After that, we went back to our flat for a year and then we moved into Papa's family house- the Black family manor. Papa hated it, but Daddy made the best of it and I just stayed out of the way of the adults; they were always working for the Order of the Phoenix. There were other students there, but I just hid and I don't think they ever realised I was there. I suppose it will be a surprise to them when I show up in their classes and know their names before they know mine. You learn a lot about people by watching and listening when they don't know you are keeping tabs on them.

Daddy says I mustn't be afraid to speak my mind, write everything down, and stand up for what I know to be right- very few students have two Fathers and even fewer are werewolf friendly. I suppose I will just have to find the ones who are and find my friends that way.

I need to get to bed now, it's lights out in Gryffindor tower and I have written a huge lot!

(This is the only time I'm going to sign my full name, so pay close attention!)

Good night!

~Lewellyn Wilde Lupin-Black

(note: I changed my name when I went to live with Daddy- he helped me to pick my name- before it was Jill Rowe…ugh, so terribly droll!)

2. September-

Bobbie:

Daddy was right- classes will be difficult.

I met a few students in my year I think I will get along with- Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood, and Ron Weasley- his sister, Ginny, is a year under us. They've all been nice enough to let me sit with their friends at meals- and they've invited me to a study group for Defense Against the Dark Arts in a half an hour. I've only been to one of those classes and I think Professor Snape hates me even more than he hates Harry- and that's saying something! I'll have to write to Daddy and ask him why- I think it has to do with something he and Papa did back in their Hogwarts days. School is certainly going to be interesting this year. Harry warned me about Draco Malfoy, but he hasn't been so bad to me yet- then again, I've only been here a day.

Harry says Hogwarts doesn't have any good pranksters anymore, now that Fred and George Weasley are gone. I think I may try to amend that, if I can get any really good ideas- I doubt that Daddy will be any help there…Papa would have been though….

Papa would be happy that I'm in Gryffindor- I think Daddy will be too- I think he got a letter about it today.

Oh- something I forgot- Harry has this map that tells where everyone is in the school at any time- I think he uses it to avoid Professor Snape- Daddy and Papa made the map with their two friends, Peter and James, while they were here at Hogwarts. Hopefully I'll learn some more stories like that while I'm here studying.

I hope Daddy's O.K.- tonight I'll write him a letter so I can ask him about the pranks, the map, and Professor Snape.

I have to go study now!

Cheers!

~L'elly

(it's like Lily, Daddy's friend, and 'little elly'- from my first name- Daddy calls me that and now, I suppose, will my friends. Papa just called me Wilde.)

First Full Moon of the School Year (26. September).

Bobbie:

I really hope Daddy is alright…he was awfully blue in the letter he sent me- here, I'll paste it in.

L'elly-

Hello, lovely- I'm glad to hear your first days are going splendidly. Don't worry about me. I am doing fine here at home and have Mr. Shorty here to keep me in line. Glad you have made some good friends. It's nice that the names Lupin, Black, and Potter are all together again. The map…well, be careful with it and don't break too many rules! The best passage out of Hogwarts is the one-eyed witch passageway and I challenge you to find the way to take the Whomping Willow.

As for pranking, there is very little advice I can give you- that was Sirius' speciality. All I can tell you is whatever you do, don't get caught, especially by Filch.

Ah, you have encountered Severus Snape- I am afraid that he may hold Sirius' prank against you- he won't be civil to Harry for James' part in it and I don't think he's too fond of me either, though, as you know, few are. Sirius pulled a stunt to lure Severus into following me to the Shrieking Shack one full moon- James stopped him and thereby saved his life, but not until after he found out what I really was. I'm sorry if he treats you poorly- he's never forgiven us either.

Do your best in your studies- I miss you, little Wilde Child.

Love-

~Dad.

Mr. Shorty is my kitten- he will be all grown up by the time I get back home again...I miss him already! He's too young to bring him to the school- Daddy let me rescue him from the road- we think his mother was hit by a car and we couldn't find any siblings...we did set out a plate of kitty food on the edge of the property though, just in case any other kitties in the area need helping. That was back at the house of Black.

I got that one first week- last week I got this one- I have written back, but didn't get anything in return yet.

L'elly-

Hello, lovely!

Good job on your first Defense Against the Dark Arts examination- Severus must have had to look very hard to find those three points to take off.

I heard old Slughorn was teaching Potions because no one else would take the job and Dumbledore somewhat coerced him into it with Harry's aid. Let me know if he needs help…not that someone like me would be welcome teaching there for the most part.

Anyway, good luck on your Transfiguration quiz and look out for Malfoy- his father has no love for people like us and has most likely taught his son well- then again, I could be entirely mistaken, as you know I have oftentimes been.

Love-

Dad.

I really hope he's alright- every once in a while he gets really down around the time of the full moon and all sorts of things get into his mind- last month he was thinking about Papa. He doesn't like to talk about it, but I know how to figure it all out- I listen to how his voice shifts when we are talking about certain things and I observe how he moves, what he does. Last time he kept flipping through his clipping book of articles and pictures of Papa. It looks like this time he's having issues with what he is- not only as a werewolf, but who he loved. It's too bad, really, how idiots treat him- he's really a great guy with a gentle heart.

Before I start being a worry-wart all over, I'll journey into another topic- Transfiguration. My goal this term is to learn to be an Animagus- I know I can be like Papa- that way I can help Daddy during the full moon.

About Draco...yeah, his father is a dumbass (I really shouldn't call people names, but it's so true!)- his wife was at the school yesterday (she said she was on some form of 'official business' with Dumbledore) and most of us didn't even know she was there and she was being a smarmy git- she didn't even look at Ron or Neville, she scowled towards Harry, and shot me a glare that would have pierced stone. I wonder if Draco told her who I was or if she knew some other way. I have a goal concerning Draco this term too- I want to find out if he's really as bad as they all say he is. Maybe he just needs someone to be his persistent friend without other motives. Considering the house I come from, I think I'm rather decent at being non-judgemental- and I am up to the task.

It's nearly time for lights out- cheers!

~L'elly

30. September-

Bobbie:

I got a letter from Daddy today- he's fine.

L'elly-

My lovely!

Got through the full moon alright- though Mr. Shorty was not to happy I didn't let him out hunting that night! Congratulations on getting full marks on your Transfiguration quiz- have fun and perhaps we could think of a Hallowe'en prank?

Love-

Dad.

I'm glad to hear he's better. I haven't told him about either of my goals this term, seeing as they are both a bit dangerous!

Professor Snape been particularly brutal lately- nastier than usual. I think that all the Heads of House getting nervous about the fact that You-Know-Who is back. Snape, too, I suppose...and even though I do not like the man, nor do I trust him entirely, he is in the Order and that has to count for something. I have to think that, like Daddy, he has his own task to do and it probably isn't very safe, nor very pleasant. Anyhow, I have to put this away before Professor Snape confiscates it- class is about to start!

Cheers!

~L'elly

Bobbie:

Oooh- he makes me so mad, that Professor Snape! He did take my diary, journal, or whatever you want to call this thought-book, and he read the last bit to the entire class- and then proceeded to question my goals, asking repeatedly what they were, and to go on and on about Mr. Shorty- how Mr. Shorty was the stupidest name for a kitty he had ever heard, and he talked badly about Daddy- he told everyone Daddy is a dangerous werewolf and that Daddy had nearly killed him twice. He then went on to say Daddy was mistaken in calling me his lovely because I am not technically his, nor am I lovely. Not to be surprised, he did leave out the bits about the Order. Ooo! I stood up, snatched back my book, and proceeded to say enough to defend the honour of my family and get me detention for a month. I told him that my book and writing before his class time was none of his business and he should be mindful of that. I told him that Daddy hadn't known what he was doing the one time he actually did any attacking- the other time James Potter had saved the Professor's skin- though I didn't see why. I ended by telling him that if my Daddy wanted to call me his lovely, then he had every right to, considering he took me in, made me family, and did more for me than anyone at Hogwarts could ever do. He told me I had detention as I was shoving my things into my bag and then leaving the classroom with a lovely slam of the door. I went to stew for a bit in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom- she's good company when a body needs to stew. I went to my other classes and didn't say a thing. I have to get going now though, dinner is soon- and I think that Daddy is getting a letter from the school about the detentions, so I had better write an explanation note about everything. I think I'll try to appeal to Headmaster Dumbledore on this as well- Professor Snape's behaviour was very uncalled for- not something he should be doing. Anyhow, I doubt he would have been so unforgiving had the offending student 1) not been me, 2) been in Slytherin, or 3) not had any relations to Lupin, Potter, or Black.

One last bit on this whole manner before I sneak off to the kitchens to swipe dinner and find a quiet corner to eat and plot my revenge in while writing a very angry letter to Daddy.

ROAR!

~L'elly