Tears of Pain and Rejection

I was running to Transfiguration and the door was in sight. 'Yes!' I thought, on time, and only a few seconds to go before the bell rang, if I got in class, then I'm fine. Unfortunately, I wasn't paying attention to the world around me. I wasn't the only one running to class.

SSSSMMMAAACCCKKK! I ran smack dab into Draco Malfoy. 'Watch where you're going, Black.' I sneered. 'Maybe I was, but you were too busy thinking about some girl to watch out.' I saw him blush, very slightly pink crept into his pale cheeks

I picked up my books and started into class, just as the bell rang, I was on time, and Malfoy wasn't. Yeah, even though I didn't like him, I did feel kinda sorry for him. I mean, it's not like It's his fault that he's a Malfoy.

When I got back up to the common room after Transfiguration, I sorted my books into the " Homework" pile and " No Homework pile". I picked up a black diary-like note book and opened the cover to find out who it belonged to. " Diary of a Torn Down Boy" the cover read. I flipped the page and began to read. " I learned today that eaves-dropping can be bad for your health, it was for me." 'Hmmm" I wondered.

Ivy then walked in. " Kryssy, whatcha readin'?" I looked up. " Hmm? Oh, nothing really. She went up to the girls dorm and I could hear her thumping about, dancing more than likely .

I continued reading. " I found out I'm not even legitimate. How would that make you feel? Thinking you belong all this time, thinking you were raised normally because you were part of the family. Then finding out you weren't even born to those parents. Well, to one of them maybe, but not both."

I could see that the pages were wrinkled up, like paper doe when you spilled water on it. " I can't believe it, I just ruined new pages of my book, with tears. Boys aren't supposed to cry. We're supposed to stay strong. Not supposed to let anyone know that we're hurting, we're supposed to hold it all inside, and then take it out in a sport, or activity. But we're not supposed to cry."

'Man,' I thought. 'Who is this? Not a legitimate child? Ignored, rejected? Who could it be?'

a/n: hehe cliffy, read, review and find out who it is!