A/N: The first underlined word is supposed to be crossed out.

The first entry

How is it that only he can get this reaction out of me. I don't like it, I'm so vulnerable every time he barely touches my arm my heart beats a million miles a minute. I can't stop thinking of him, he can't do this anymore I hate it. My thoughts were scrambled once again this morning, he had just brushed my arm walking by me out of Potions class. I froze yet again, I don't like feeling this vulnerable. He leaves me wanting more, and hating myself for it. It's the worst type of teasing. He gets me to do the weirdest things like once he decided to walk out of the locker room with his shirt soaking wet, not only that, but it was a plain white button up. I could see his chest so well, he may as well have been shirtless. I of course did the worst thing possible in that situation, I made a high pitched eeping noise. No I don't mean fucking noise I mean I Draco Lucius Malfoy eeped at Harry fucking Potter. Can you picture it, because even I have problems with it. Don't get me wrong it actually happened he's broken me down enough to eep at him. I really can't wait to get out of here in 3 days to be exact. I can go back to the manor and get the Malfoy rules re-jammed into my head, and I get to stay the hell away from Harry Potter.

-Draco M

June 21st 1996

I heard some other fifth years coming up the stairs, so I picked up my journal and put it in my trunk. I was packing for the manor when I stumbled upon the journal I had just gotten a week ago. I had yet to write in it, but I knew what it'd do after I wrote in it. It was charmed to make the words I had written in it truthful. I literally couldn't lie to it. It changed my words the second I'd write them, although it didn't change it when I crossed out Potter's name, I wonder why? Does it think I'm in denial about something... That would make sense I guess, with what it was saying about me... I of course said nothing about eeping at Harry Potter. I am a Malfoy calm and collected. I do however need those family rules re-jammed in my head... I wonder if it can truthfully tell the future... I'll check that in 1 second. First I have to make sure no one else is going to notice this...

I looked around the room making sure no one else would see the journal entry I was about to put in. I quickly jotted down the words,

There is not a war coming up.

It was automatically changed to,

There is a war coming up.

My breath hitched I guess now is the time to figure out if my gut was correct. I carefully wrote down the words,

My father will force me to be a death-eater.

It was changed to

My father will not force me to be a death-eater, but Voldemort will.

My breathing became shallow, oh god, I don't want to be a death-eater. I hate my father and every little thing he stands for, and I know it's wrong, but I just realized this. I don't want to be forced to do this, what will my fathers dark lord do to force me into this?... I know what he'll do. I have to tell mum, I have to warn her before I'm forced to do this.

I repacked my journal and sat down telling my mum to meet me at the gates instead of sending an elf to get me. I told her that it's urgent, and she needs to get here soon.