Draco Malfoy sat on the bench, remembering.
Flashback
Draco Malfoy stared into the eyes of his father, knowing what would come next. His father took out his wand and yelled out,"Crucio."
He crumpled down to the ground in pain. When what seemed like hours of pain was finally over and his father was satisfied, he weakly up. It was all an act, he knew that. He could easily stand the pain of the Crucio curse pretty easily after this treatment he had been getting for so long. But still, it did hurt.
Why did his father have to be a Death Eater on Voldemort's side?
His father tortured him whenever for countless reasons.
When Lucius got punished by Voldemort, he took it out on Draco.
When Lucius was mad, he took it out on Draco.
When Lucius was bored, he took it out on Draco.
Whenever Draco made the slightest mistake, he was tortured.
Draco had started to rebel, associating with muggles, mudbloods, halfbloods. He knew that they were no worse than any other Pureblood, and a lot of them were better than Purebloods.
He had started reading a lot, learning how he could ease pain, shield himself, curse others. He knew countless Dark Arts spells and potions, illegal and legal, and regular spells and potions.
He had also been using muggle stuff a lot, too. His two favorites were a radio/cd or tape player and computer.
He loved music and he loved writing. On a computer he could express himself through a diary or write stories about people.
It was the summer before his 7th year at Hogwarts. It was also the 4 months before his Death Eater initiation where he would get the Dark Mark.
When he went back to Hogwarts, he could charm his cd player to work, but a computer would be too bulky and he wouldn't be able to hide it so easily. He didn't really want to get a labtop, so he decided that he would just write in a diary named Lazoroth, charmed to keep others' prying eyes out of it.
Draco's POV
That was in the summer. Now it was the school year. I am Head Boy, and who would have expected it? Granger is Head Girl! Well, this is going to be an interesting school year! Well, anyway, I am just sitting in the Heads' compartment. I am writing in my diary, the section about me, not the one with stories.
******* There are three songs that describe my life pretty well currently. Numb by Linkin Park, Hold On by Good Charlotte, and Behind Blue Eyes by Limp Bizkit. And, MAN, do I wish that I could change that.
Mum's gone. Dead. It's all those stupid Death Eaters' fault. I really hate Voldemort with a passion. I'd rather die then get the Dark Mark.
I really want to become an Auror, but that won't happen. Well, at least not in this life.
Only Professor Snape knows what I'm going through, oh, and Professor Dumbledore does too. But neither of them can actually relate to what I'm going through. This never happened to them, and they should be glad.
I wonder what this year is going to be like. I mean, I know that it's going to be at least half bad. Voldie's about to reach full power.
Oh, and Father, if you ever read this, yes that is what I call him. Voldie. Suits him quite well, don't you think?
And he can't be half as smart as everyone thinks, because what kind of fool would make a name like Death Eaters? It's gotta be someone extremely super stupid!
I think I should Probably stop writing now, because the Meeting is about to start!
Bye Lazoroth! Draco #3*******
I shut my diary closed just as the compartment door slid open. It was Granger. She eyed me and Lazoroth suspiciously and sat down on the opposite bench.
"You know, the meeting is about to start. You should probably change," she warned cautiously.
"Okay," I said without any complaint. She seemed suspicious. I was probably acting different. Well, she would be too, if she had to bear the summer I went through. I walked out of the compartment, quickly changed and swept back into the compartment.
"Why are you staying confined in here? You haven't even payed us Gryffindors one of your yearly visits!" she exclaimed.
I quickly made up a lie. "Uh, well you see, I'm trying to avoid Crabbe and Goyle. They kinda gets on my nerves." Well, at least that part was true.
"Oh."
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. That was all that happened until suddenly McGonagall barged in and suddenly explained everything about our duties in one big breath and stormed back out. Granger looked surprised and startled.
Nothing major happened when we got to Hogwarts.
We got in the horseless carriages, went to the feast, watched the Sorting without much excitement at the Slytherin table, shown the Head Quarters (hehe, get it? Head Quarters, Headquarters? The Heads' quarters are their HQ?), found out the password was Deltora unite (Deltora is property of one Emily Rodda, an excellent author, from the Deltora Quest series). I think both Granger and I get where the password is from, and apparently so does the Headmaster, who I heard say," If only the wizarding world would take Deltora's lead and unite aqainst evil," quite sadly.
The HQ were pretty cool. It was big with one Common Room, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a library, and a kitchen. There was muggle stuff everywhere. I quess it was charmed to work here in Hogwarts.
The day was tiring, so as soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell into a deep sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DISCLAIMER: The word should explain it all. The disclaimer is here cuz I didn't want it to interupt the story. OK guys, please review since you've read. Critisicm is welcome. Do tell if there are spelling errors.
Flashback
Draco Malfoy stared into the eyes of his father, knowing what would come next. His father took out his wand and yelled out,"Crucio."
He crumpled down to the ground in pain. When what seemed like hours of pain was finally over and his father was satisfied, he weakly up. It was all an act, he knew that. He could easily stand the pain of the Crucio curse pretty easily after this treatment he had been getting for so long. But still, it did hurt.
Why did his father have to be a Death Eater on Voldemort's side?
His father tortured him whenever for countless reasons.
When Lucius got punished by Voldemort, he took it out on Draco.
When Lucius was mad, he took it out on Draco.
When Lucius was bored, he took it out on Draco.
Whenever Draco made the slightest mistake, he was tortured.
Draco had started to rebel, associating with muggles, mudbloods, halfbloods. He knew that they were no worse than any other Pureblood, and a lot of them were better than Purebloods.
He had started reading a lot, learning how he could ease pain, shield himself, curse others. He knew countless Dark Arts spells and potions, illegal and legal, and regular spells and potions.
He had also been using muggle stuff a lot, too. His two favorites were a radio/cd or tape player and computer.
He loved music and he loved writing. On a computer he could express himself through a diary or write stories about people.
It was the summer before his 7th year at Hogwarts. It was also the 4 months before his Death Eater initiation where he would get the Dark Mark.
When he went back to Hogwarts, he could charm his cd player to work, but a computer would be too bulky and he wouldn't be able to hide it so easily. He didn't really want to get a labtop, so he decided that he would just write in a diary named Lazoroth, charmed to keep others' prying eyes out of it.
Draco's POV
That was in the summer. Now it was the school year. I am Head Boy, and who would have expected it? Granger is Head Girl! Well, this is going to be an interesting school year! Well, anyway, I am just sitting in the Heads' compartment. I am writing in my diary, the section about me, not the one with stories.
******* There are three songs that describe my life pretty well currently. Numb by Linkin Park, Hold On by Good Charlotte, and Behind Blue Eyes by Limp Bizkit. And, MAN, do I wish that I could change that.
Mum's gone. Dead. It's all those stupid Death Eaters' fault. I really hate Voldemort with a passion. I'd rather die then get the Dark Mark.
I really want to become an Auror, but that won't happen. Well, at least not in this life.
Only Professor Snape knows what I'm going through, oh, and Professor Dumbledore does too. But neither of them can actually relate to what I'm going through. This never happened to them, and they should be glad.
I wonder what this year is going to be like. I mean, I know that it's going to be at least half bad. Voldie's about to reach full power.
Oh, and Father, if you ever read this, yes that is what I call him. Voldie. Suits him quite well, don't you think?
And he can't be half as smart as everyone thinks, because what kind of fool would make a name like Death Eaters? It's gotta be someone extremely super stupid!
I think I should Probably stop writing now, because the Meeting is about to start!
Bye Lazoroth! Draco #3*******
I shut my diary closed just as the compartment door slid open. It was Granger. She eyed me and Lazoroth suspiciously and sat down on the opposite bench.
"You know, the meeting is about to start. You should probably change," she warned cautiously.
"Okay," I said without any complaint. She seemed suspicious. I was probably acting different. Well, she would be too, if she had to bear the summer I went through. I walked out of the compartment, quickly changed and swept back into the compartment.
"Why are you staying confined in here? You haven't even payed us Gryffindors one of your yearly visits!" she exclaimed.
I quickly made up a lie. "Uh, well you see, I'm trying to avoid Crabbe and Goyle. They kinda gets on my nerves." Well, at least that part was true.
"Oh."
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. That was all that happened until suddenly McGonagall barged in and suddenly explained everything about our duties in one big breath and stormed back out. Granger looked surprised and startled.
Nothing major happened when we got to Hogwarts.
We got in the horseless carriages, went to the feast, watched the Sorting without much excitement at the Slytherin table, shown the Head Quarters (hehe, get it? Head Quarters, Headquarters? The Heads' quarters are their HQ?), found out the password was Deltora unite (Deltora is property of one Emily Rodda, an excellent author, from the Deltora Quest series). I think both Granger and I get where the password is from, and apparently so does the Headmaster, who I heard say," If only the wizarding world would take Deltora's lead and unite aqainst evil," quite sadly.
The HQ were pretty cool. It was big with one Common Room, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a library, and a kitchen. There was muggle stuff everywhere. I quess it was charmed to work here in Hogwarts.
The day was tiring, so as soon as my head hit the pillow, I fell into a deep sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
DISCLAIMER: The word should explain it all. The disclaimer is here cuz I didn't want it to interupt the story. OK guys, please review since you've read. Critisicm is welcome. Do tell if there are spelling errors.