A/N--- This is years one thru four. From this point on I will not be following the books. This story will end up SLASH. If that's not your thing I'm sorry. This chapter does not have any slash so don't be afraid to read it though. I would like to thank my beta Nikky, I love ya. Now on with the story...don't forget my muses live off of reviews so please review.
Diary of a DeathEater
The diary was found in the rubble of Malfoy Manor after The Great War. Narcissa Malfoy had died in the final battle; she was hit by a stray curse while tending the wounded. Lucius and Draco were last seen at Narcissa's funeral, they disappeared shortly thereafter.
They were not the only post-war disappearances. It seemed the war-hero's had also vanished. Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, in mourning for their fallen friend Ron Weasley, could also not be found.
Fred and George Weasley recovered the diary. They were searching for clues to find the missing Malfoy's. Draco and Lucius had redeemed themselves during the war. They proved themselves by saving the twins and Ginny. They were now hero's in their own right. The Weasley's had volunteered to search for them.
The twins could not know that the small green book they had found in the rubble would be the answer. They could not know that they would solve the greatest mystery in the wizarding world. Where were Harry, Hermione, Lucius, and Draco?
Dear Diary,
I met him today. The obnoxious-boy-that-lived. He didn't seem special. He looked ordinary. How he ever vanquished the Dark Lord is beyond me.
I came upon him in Diagon Alley. He was arguing with Draco. I told Draco to play nice. I couldn't have the boy be suspicious of me. After all, he didn't even notice I'd slipped the Dark Lord's book in that Weasley girls' cauldron.
I don't know much about the book just that it would cause trouble when opened. I hope it's something good. I love it when that old fool, Dumbledore, is flummoxed. If I can cause enough of a nuisance maybe then I can get him out of the school.
I got the book from an old friend. He didn't tell me where he got it just who it belonged to and that it would cause trouble. Oh well, at least now it can't be traced to me. It will be traced to those poor bastards, the Weasley's.
I don't know why they choose to live the way they do. They have so much potential, but they refuse to act on it. I hate people who refuse to act on the opportunities given to them. At least it gives me a reason to insult them. I do so love insulting people; it makes me feel better about me.
Well, my son is beginning his second year at school. I wish he would find a better use of his free time than getting into trouble. Although it is good to know he loves egging Potter on. I tried to get him to befriend the boy last year, but the boy had already befriended the Weasley boy. I was extremely upset when Draco told me his overtures of friendship had been rejected. I guess if they can't be friends at least they could be casual enemies. Just so long as no one gets hurt. I love my son and I do not want him killed or imprisoned, and I don't want the Potter boy harmed either.
People think I am against the boy, but I want him to live. If the Dark Lord returns, we will need the boy to defeat him even I know that. Why would I want the Dark Lord dead? Well, I guess because my life is better since he's been gone. I don't want to lose everything. Actually, I could care less about muggles and Muggleborns. As long as they realize that purebloods are better, I don't care about them one way or another. All know is that we need the boy. So for now I'll cause trouble for him, but I'll not harm him.
Dear Diary,
Well, let's see. A lot has happed since I last wrote. The Weasley girl opened the book and then the Chamber of Secrets opened.
I had to tell Draco everything I know about the chamber. It wasn't much. I just know that only the heir of Slytherin could open it and that it hadn't been opened in 50 years. I also told him that the last time it was opened a mudblood died.
So far, a few students have been petrified but no one's been killed. I didn't think the book would hurt anyone. I hope that the Potter boy is smart and stays away from this. We can't have him getting hurt now, can we?
I'm not really worried about Draco because he's a pureblood. What ever is attacking students only goes after the Muggleborns. I told him to keep an eye on Potter. He said that it would make him look suspicious but I told him to do it anyway.
They have been talking about closing the school due to these attacks. I hope they find the book or Ms. Weasley, if not whatever is in the Chamber. I don't want the school closed. I can't keep watch on the boy when he isn't at school. I have to make sure he stays safe. He must defeat the Dark Lord I will not be his puppet again.
Dear Diary,
That damn snot-nosed brat. He made me lose my temper. I nearly cursed him. I nearly killed him. He cost me my house-elf, and insinuated that I was the cause of the Basilisk's attacks.
Yes, that was what the diary unleashed. A Basilisk. That's what was attacking the students. I wish I would have know that. I never would have willingly unleashed such a beast in the school; especially knowing that my son and Potter were in the school.
The boy, that damn boy, he had to go and save the day…again. He was nearly killed by the fucking thing. By some unknown miracle, he was saved. Thank Merlin. What would we have done if he'd been killed?
Then, he had to go and threaten me. ME! He also had that nosy old coot threatening me. Now he's going to be keeping a close watch on me and Draco. Damn that boy.
Dear Diary,
All hell is breaking loose. A madman named Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban. No one has ever escaped before they don't know how he did it. He's the first to ever have done it. Now dementors are all over the damn place searching for him. He is a murderer. He's also a devout follower of the Dark Lord. He must have been really close to him because even I didn't know about him. Well, he killed a bunch of people, they put him away, he broke out and now it seems he's after Harry.
I know why he's after the boy. I even explained it all to Draco so that he'd know to keep a close watch on the boy. Sirius is the reason Harry's parents died. He betrayed them. He told the Dark Lord where to find them.
I hope Harry doesn't go looking for him, though. I know he probably will. Damn boy has a hero complex.
Speaking of the damn boy, he ran away from home. He blew up his aunt and ran away. It's a good thing he called the night bus and went directly to the Leaky Cauldron. Who knows what might have happened. Didn't he know there was an escaped convict looking for him? Stupid boy.
Dear Diary,
Damn old coot. I can't believe Dumbledore appointed that oaf Hagrid to teach Care of Magical Creatures. My Draco was horribly mauled by a fucking Hippogriff. Thank Merlin he's ok, but what if he'd have been killed. What if Harry had been hurt? Harry is in that class. I can't believe Dumbledore would place his golden boy in such harm. Maybe I need to find away to be closer to the school next year. I'll think about that.
I've decided to press charges against the Hippogriff. I will see to it that the damn thing is executed. Maybe I can get that Groundskeeper to stop teaching too.
I still can't believe that with all the threats against Potter they would put him in more danger than necessary. Black is still out there. He broke into the school. Granted no one was harmed, except for a painting. What would have happened if Harry would have been in there? How did he even get in the castle?
I swear it keeps getting harder to keep tabs on that boy.
Dear Diary,
Well the school year has come to an end and the boy is still alive…barely. I guess I've done my job. It was hard though. He was almost kissed by a Dementor and nearly attacked by a werewolf. I don't know exactly how it all happened, but it seems that the Golden Boy and his tag-alongs ran across Sirius Black on their own. They tried to apprehend him but their DADA teacher, Remus Lupin, tried to attack him and the convict escaped. (Mr. Lupin, it seems, is a werewolf and Dumbledore allowed him to teach. How am I to protect the boy when the Headmaster is repeatedly placing him in harm?) The Dementors swarmed the location, and for some unknown reason, attacked Harry. It is still a mystery how the boy managed to drive off his attackers, but somehow he did.
That nutter, Sirius Black, did escape, however. Seems he broke out of a holding cell in one of the Hogwarts towers. It also seems he flew away on the damn Hippogriff that supposed to be executed for attacking Draco. Is there no protection at Hogwarts? Just what does that old fool, Dumbledore, allow to go on at that school?
I hope Harry takes better care of himself during the summer. I can't very well keep an eye on him at his aunt and uncles.
The summer…shit. I almost forgot. The finals for the World Quiddich Cup are to be held here this summer. Everyone who's anyone will be there. I just know the boy would like to come. Maybe I'll find away to make sure that the Weasleys get tickets, and make sure that their seats are near mine. Hmmm…I'll have to see what I can do. At least he can't get into too much trouble if I have my eyes on him. I wonder how much this is going to "cost" me.
Dear Diary,
The finals of the Quidditch World Cup were last night and let me tell you it was an utter fiasco. First, I had to put up with all those Weasley's in the top box. Of course, I had made sure they received the tickets through a contact in the Department of Magical Games and Sports. Then, I noticed myself staring at the boy. I don't know what came over me. There I was watching a ver uninteresting match when my gaze was drawn to him. Sure, I am always think of him, but usually it was about how to protect him. Now, I was noticing that he was incredibly good-looking, granted it was in a ruff-and-tumble kind of way. I couldn't believe I was thinking of him that way. I must be sick. Iam a married man. Granted, not a happily married man, but still, I'm married to a woman. Not that I haven't had male lovers. I had. But fantasizing over Harry Potter?
Then, he noticed I was staring. My eyes locked with his sparkling emerald ones for just a moment. A jolt of lighting ran through me. I quickly turned my look into a sneer and looked away.
After the match, I was going to return hom with Draco, but I came across several Death Eaters discussing plans to have some fun. They were going to cause a little trouble. I knew what kind of fun Death Eater's had. I had to get Harry out of here. A quick curse sent into the Weasley's tent should awaken Arthur. Sure enough, shortly after I sent the curse towards the tent, their was Arthur sticking his head out to see what the commotion was. He saw the Death Eaters, who were now tossing muggles into the air, and went back into the tent only to reappear telling the children to run. Good, but then with everyone screaming and yelling I lost track of him. That was when the Dark Mark was blast into the sky. Damn fools. The Death Eaters vanished. I searched the area and found Harry standing amidst a large group of adults. I breathed a sigh of relief at finding him okay. I then retrieved Draco from the trees and apparated home.
Now here I am lost. Trying to decide what my motivations are for protecting the boy. Have I always been attracted with him on some subconscious level? Is that why I'm so keen on his safety? Is he the reason I wish the Dark Lord vanquished? So many questions. So little answers.
Now, with what's coming up at Hogwarts, the Triwizard Tournament, I'll have to see him on a reqular basis. How am I ever going to act normally now? I suppose I will have to keep a low profile. He should be safe with the extra attention the school will be getting. At least I don't have to worry about him entering; he's too young. I have warned Draco. He's not to attempt to enter and he's to thwart all of mr. Potters attempts also. I know that boy. He will try.
Well, I guess that's all. For now. I have some deep thinking to do.
Dear Diary,
Bloody Hell! I don't know who or how but some how someone managet to hoodwink the damned Goblet of Fire into making Harry the fourth champion in the Triwizard Tournament. I can't believe it. He shouldn't be allowed. He should be disqualified. It's too dangerous. How could this be allowed? He's supposed to be kept safe at Hogwarts not put directly into the line of fire. That damn Dumbledore! I thought that with Mad-eye Moody as the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher the boy would be relatively safe.
You should have seen his face when they called his name. No way did he do this himself, he was too shocked, too confused. Well, at least I know he isn't stupid. Having spoken to Draco, I know he didn't even try to enter. It seems the boy isn't as fool-hardy as I thought. Maybe there is a worthwhile brain inside that beautiful head of his.
Wait…did I say beautiful? What am I thinking? I can't seem to get him out of my head. Maybe he put a spell on me? No, that can't be it. He could never do that. I have too many protections on my person. Hmm….
Anyway, I suppose I will have to stick around Hogwarts for the time being. Who knows who is trying to kill the boy. Well, maybe that's not the right question. Everyone knows there are many people trying to kill the boy. The only problem is that there are too many possibilities. I must find a way to figure out what is going on. I must not fail Harry.
Dear Diary,
Well, the first task was tonight. They had to get a golden egg from a dragon. I made sure Harry was tipped off as to the dragons. I simply mentioned in the oaf's presence that Harry would never have a chance the against dragons, especially since he had no idea about them. If only he had some kind of warning about what was to come. Of course the oaf went running off to warn Harry about them.
He was a sight to behold. He looks so at home an a broom. I should have known that after seeing him during Quidditch matches, but today I really saw him. Hair blowing in the wind, cheeks flushed with excitement, lips pursed with determination, gorgeous eyes sparkling, he was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
He captured his egg easily despite having the most dangerous dragon, the Hungarian Horntail. He was the quickest to retrieve his egg. He is now tied with the Drumstrang kid, Krum.
I'll bet that whoever is trying to kill Harry is feeling a little discontent about now. I'm extremely impressed. I must admit I did not believe the boy had it in him. He is proving to be a better man than I gave him credit for.
Dear Diary,
The Yule Ball. An excuse to see Harry Potter in dress robes. He was stunning. I must admit he cleans up well. Those robes fit him perfectly. However, I can't help but imagine him without them.
He led the first dance, but he did not look comfortable out there. Maybe it had something to do with his date I noticed he did not give her any other attention the rest of the night.
He sat across the room and glared at me. I glared back. What did I do to gain his attention? It took everything I had not to smile at him. Not to flirt with him. He would have hexed me on the spot to be sure. Any glimpse of kindness from me would have made him suspicious of me. He thinks I hate him. If he only knew how I really felt. What would he do?
Draco, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying himself as much as I was. He kept glaring at Victor Krum. I wonder what his problem was with the Durmstrang champion.
Dear Diary,
Task two down. Bloody boy nearly gave me a heart attack. The task was retrieving a friend from the bottom of the lake. Once again I made sure the boy had a little help. I first made sure Severus had gillyweed in his private stores. Then, I made sure the idea came up in a conversation between Minerva, Mad-eye and myself after I noticed my old servant, Dobby, listening in. I knew he would run and tell Harry.
The champions had one hour to complete the task. Harry took the longest. Once the hour had past, it became extremely hard not to jump in the water myself to rescue him. As it was, I was standing with Draco. It was difficult to appear unconcerned for Harry's welfare.
Draco was acting odd as well. I could swear the boy was nervous until he saw Ms. Granger appear. It seems she was Mr. Krums prize at the bottom. I suppose I shall have to have a talk with Draco.
But back to Harry. He was the last to surface. He brought two captives with him; the Weasley boy and the Beauxbatons girls' sister. He apparently waited at the bottom of the lake until he was sure all captives would be rescued. Damn noble Gryffindor! He could've drowned trying to be noble.
It's no wonder he's the Savior of the Wizarding World. He has to save everyone. Doesn't he care for himself? What about his wants and needs? That boy needs to be taught what is important in one's life, your family. Family is the only thing worth risking your life.
Then again, why am I risking everything for him? If the wrong people find out I have been helping him all this time my life would be forfiet, my families lives would be forfeit. Why do I do this? I can't seem to stop. I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to him. I can only be happy if he's safe. He will not be safe until he defeats the Dark Lord. I must keep him alive until then. I must help him win.
Dear Diary,
I fear something terrible is coming to pass. The Dark Mark is becoming clearer on my arm. He must be getting stronger. I worry for Potter. She the Dark Lord return he wouldn't stand a chance. I don't believe he is strong enough to defeat him…yet.
Something is going to happen soon. I know it. I've made several discreet inquiries and have learned nothing.
The final task is at hand. I've learned it's to be a maze filled with different kinds of challenges. I know the champions were informed of the task ahead of them so at least Harry had the opportunity to prepare for anything he may come across. I checked on all the creatures and am sure that there are non that would kill.
Merlin, I do hope he is careful.
Dear Diary,
It finally happened. I knew it was caming yet I was powereless to stop it. I can't think of anything I could have done.
The Dark Lord had returned.
It's just that simple. Somehow he had the Triwizard Cup turned into a portkey. When Harry and another boy touched it they were taken to him.
He killed the other boy. He then performed some kind of ceremony to restore his body. I'm not sure exactly what happened as I was not there at that time.
He called us all then. I was both shocked and afraid to feel the burn upon my arm. I apparated to his side, fearfully.
The sight that beheld my eyes stopped my breath in my throat.
Harry was being held against a statue of some kind, his arm bleeding. I wanted to rush to his rescue, to hold him and tell him it would all be ok. Fear made me stay. The Dark Lord addressed us all. Once he was through, he turned to Harry.
He forced Harry to a duel. The Dark Lord shouted the killing curse. My blood ran cold. Harry shouted a spell to disarm. Somehow the spells interlocked. I've never seen anything like it. Several ghostly images appeared out of the Dark Lords wand. They swarmed him and Harry made a run for it. He grabbed the body of his fallen classmate and then was gone.
The Dark Lord took out his wrath on those of us assembled for awhile. Once allowed to leave, I returned to the school and the throng of the crowd around Harry and the dead boy. No one even had noticed I was gone. Harry was rushed away by Mad-eye and shortly afterwards Dumbledore and Severus followed. I found out later that Mad-Eye was an imposter. Some Death Eater using Polyjuice. He was the one that had tried to kill Harry. The Dementors gave him the kiss.
Well, at least Harry is safe for the time being. With the Dark Lord being back, I can't say it will stay that way. Looks like I'm going to have to try harder to keep the boy safe.