Hi guys! This is my very first ever fanfic! Do be kind and review! :)

Hermione found it while packing up Draco's old things. A slip of parchment dropped out of the diary. She picked it up and read:

19th July 1996

To whomever who finds my diary,

I'm Draco Malfoy. Born 5th June 1980, to Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy. Attended Hogwarts in 1991, house Slytherin. Seeker of the Slytherin Team Captain and Seeker of the Slytherin Team. If you're not my mother wife, please pass this diary to her out of your own goodwill.

This diary contains my thoughts and letters to people in my life from my 16th birthday onwards.

Thanks,

Draco.

5th June 1996

To my son, Draco Lucius Malfoy,

Happy 16th Birthday

Just a few more years to manhood, I hope you'll forgive me. I never wanted this Monster in our house. Please be careful.

This diary is enchanted to add pages when you run out of space. Use it well.

I love you,

Your Mother,

Narcissa Malfoy

25th June 1996

This is a nice book. I've never really owned a diary before but I guess I'll use it since I'm bored out of my mind staying at the Manor all summer. Father banned me from going out, in case I let it slip of our 'special' guest.

So, the Dark Lord has been staying here for a few days, Death Eaters coming in and out of the Manor through Floo or Apparition. It's so weird, having Tom Riddle, He-Who-Has-Just-Resurrected, at such a close proximity of me. I could simply walk over to the East Wing to say hi.

I heard they are recruiting again. Father expects me to volunteer of course. In all honesty, I'm not so sure myself if I want to join. I actually feel rather skeptical about Tom, a man who got defeated and forced to flee by a baby. It's a sodding baby. That should say a lot about that wizard. It's quite embarrassing really, to be bested by a baby. And now all he can think of is getting revenge on Potter.

30th June 1996

Merlin's baggy pants, I almost wet myself when I saw Him for the first time. He's a freak of nature. Snake face and pale skin, you can hardly tell that he was once a handsome man. He didn't see me though, busy talking to Aunt Bella. She looked positively thrilled to be talking to him personally. Like a school girl talking to her crush. Ugh. I just gagged at that thought.

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