BRAND NEW STORY OF MINE! :]
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This was during their 6th year. :]
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Blaise Zabini was definitely bored indeed. So, he decided to sneak in Draco's things. When he opened the first drawer, he saw Draco's precious diary.
He was about to put it back but failed. He was tempted. He first gently closed the drawer. It's a good thing he brought his other school books with him.
So that whenever Draco comes in his room, he won't be able to notice that his diary was with Blaise.
"Hmmmm?" Blaise said, curiously and began to read. "Dear Diary, September 1st, 1991."
He stopped reading. He decided to read the diary in the library without any distractions at all. So, he quickly went to the library.
He first so none other than Hermione Granger. He was definitely curious about her. Yes, she is a mudblood, of course.
Curious about her being a muggle. Hermione caught him looking at her. He glared at her. She just shooked her head.
So, he sat down on his favourite seat and began to read quietly.
Dear Diary,
September 1st, 1991. I know, I am not really used to writing about my personal life. But since I know that you're the only one I can talk to, since mother gave me this book on my birthday.
Mother said that this book will really help me a lot. She was definitely right though. Anyways, the name's Malfoy. Draco Lucius Malfoy. Everybody calls me Draco.
I was born on the 5th of June in the year 1980. I am 11 years old. I was raised as an arrogant, rude, stubborn and a spoiled child by my father, Lucius Malfoy.
And was always loved by my mother, Narcissa Black Malfoy. My mother loved me very much unlike my father. My father always cares about our pure blood and nothing more. He wanted me to be like him, but I refused.
When I refused, he suddenly tortured me without having second thoughts. What kind of a father is he? Why must he torture me in anyway? I hate my father. So, I just have to respect him even though I don't want to.
I am now in my 1st yr at Hogwarts. My parents were so proud of me. Yes, my father was proud of me. I dunno maybe he was just acting. He said if I am not sorted in Slytherin, I am no longer allowed to live in the Manor.
It's better than living there always being tortured whenever I disobey him. I am not really like my father. Like what they all say, "Don't judge a book by its cover." I know, it's a muggle quote.
I am not allowed to associate with muggles. Merlin! I have to insult them by calling them a mudblood. I mean, what's so bad about them? Yes, I know that they can ruin the pure blood line but. What is really wrong with them?
My father forbid me to make friends with them. If I ever make friends with them, I will be called a blood traitor. But who cares what they think? Sigh. Still, I can't disobey father. I don't want him to 'Crucio' me again.
I am sick and tired of following my father's footsteps. But there's nothing I can do. I am still a child. And I don't want him to hurt Mother again. I was really happy when I entered in the train.
Wanna know why? Because I won't see my father this year. My father introduced to me this two bufoons, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, also my ever loyal bestfriend, Blaise Zabini.
He's the only I could trust. We all sat in one compartment. Then suddenly, the door was opened. It was opened by none other than a bushy haired girl with chocolate brown eyes.
She asked me if I have seen a toad, I and my gang snickered. "Who wants a toad for a pet?" I said rudely. "What's your name?", I asked. "Hermione Granger." She answered.
"Hermione Granger?" I raised an eyebrow. "I haven't heard of you before. Are you a pureblood?" She shooked her head. "My parents are muggles. I'm-" I didn't give her a chance to let her finish her sentence.
"Filth." I said in disgust. "Get out! Go find your toad in another compartment." Then I saw her started to cry silently and left. I felt guilty. After a few seconds, we were now at Hogwarts. I saw her again.
It was for the Sorting Hat to sort us to our own houses, The Granger girl was the first one to be called. The Sorting Hat yelled, "GRYFFINDOR!". Of course, mugglborns and others who have courage are sorted in Gryffindor.
It was my turn. Obviously, I won't be sorted in other houses. It's always been Slytherin, "SLYTHERIN!", yelled the Sorting Hat. I smirked. So, I sat down next to Blaise.
After the feast, when I was about to go to the Slytherin Common Room, I saw a girl crying on a staircase. "Are you ok?" I asked her. She looked up at me and it was Granger. "What do you want Malfoy?" She glared at me.
"I just asked you a question, Granger." I glared at her back. "No need to be rude." She rolled her eyes and began to leave. But I stopped her. This is the perfect time to apologize.
"Look, Hermione." I began to apologize. "I'm sorry for being rude to you when we were in the train. My father taught me to hate muggleborns."
"That's no excuse, Draco." She said. "Or else they'd get suspicious, Hermione!" I said to her. "I'm sorry. I'm really am."
She nodded. "I forgive you." I grinned at her and hugged her. Then we became friends, secretly the whole year. I don't care if she's also friends with Potter and Weasley. As long as she and I are friends.
That's what matters. Waiting forward for another year to see her.
The Owner,
Draco Lucius Black Malfoy
Baise was shocked indeed. He looked around to find the bushy haired girl but she was gone. No, he wasn't planning on telling this to her. He grinned evilly. But wasn't planning on giving this back to his bestfriend.
It was definitely fun reading Draco's precious diary. Blaise was sure having a great time laughing about his bestfriend's secrets.
So? What do ya think? My new story after "If Only". I'll be finishing "If Only" tomorrow. :)
Should I continue or not? Duh! Of course I should. O.O
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