Today we are going to be reading Draco Malfoy's personal diary. Oh course, he doesn't know this, so please be kind enough to NOT TELL HIM! If anyone from Hogwarts find out about our little scam of stealing the students' diaries, this operation will be canceled, and THEN WE DON'T GET TO SEE HOW HARRY AND HIS FRIENDS (AND ENEMIES) LIVE THEIR LIVES! So please don't say a word! And now on to Draco's diary.

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Dear Journal,

I made the biggest mistake ever today. AND I saw her again. That horrible, revolting, but lovely, Mudblood, Hermione. Hermione, the girl who is constantly reminding me of what I can't have, her. Not that she tries, but I can still see the fact that I can't be with her just by seeing her face. All that in the same day. She came into potions with Potter and Weasley. They were both laughing at something she said. Those three are disgustingly close. It's pathetic; don't they have any other friends? Yet I long to be one of them, to have Hermione smile at me the way she smiles at them. I want to be with her. But I am Draco, and I get everything I want, it's all a matter of time. And anything that I want, but don't get, I destroy. Why be forced to see something you desire in the hands of someone else? This is why I get along with Crabbe and Goyle so well. They can always get me what I want using physical force to take it. And when they are unable to get something for me, they know the orders: go to all lengths to destroy it, make it useless to whoever owns it. Because, if I can't have it, neither will they. Now on to my mistake. In potions with Snape (who I convinced to take many points away from Gryffindor) I was paired up with Neville. The clumsy, stupid, almost-a-Squib-who-can't-do-spells-to-save-his- life, Neville. Since I couldn't torture him for being an idiotic git, (even Snape wouldn't allow that) I decided that I might as well get some information out of him. (Mistake #1) "Too bad your Mudblood friend, Granger isn't here to save your sorry ass. It really would be a shame if something happened to you potion" I said, as we were preparing our anti-curse potions. He took the bait. "Never call her a Mudblood again, you ugly git! She is a great person, so shut up!" he said. His fear of me seemed to vanish. "What's so great about her?" I said sarcastically. "She is smart and nice and beautiful," he said all at once. "Yeah, she is," I said dreamily. (Mistake #2) Then we both realized what we had said. And there was no way we could back out of what we had said. Neville started blushing. "Never tell ANYONE what I said, if you value your life," I snarled. "As long as you make the same promise," he replied, but his voice trembled. His fear of me was coming back. Good. But I am pissed. How could I have been so dumb? And I can't tell anyone, no one but you journal. I should put a spell on Hermione, and then she would have to be put into the hospital wing at for at least a few days. And then I won't have to look at her beautiful face. Then Neville CAN'T tell Hermione about me liking her! Because if he tells her, I'll never know, and I can't have that. I guess I'm not stupid, I'm a genus! Until tomorrow.

Draco



Next week, Angelina's diary. Hope you've enjoyed this one. ~Inside Harry Potter ~