-1Draco POV
She whispers sorry and walks out crying, her beautiful face streaked by dark black mascara. Despite the makeup messed up, she still had that mysterious beauty you had always liked. You tried to run after her but just as you caught a glimpse, a group of people blocked the path, still laughing at the humiliation from earlier. She left her luggage, you noticed.
Hmm… I bet there's a diary here somewhere
"Dammit," you curse the book as you step back into the compartment. "How do you open this thing?" you asked Pansy.
"It's Muggle style, so it might need a key. But this is interesting. It seems to be a bit more complicated that that."
"Okay, that'll do. Now leave me to my snooping, you fat cow!" you say to her, causing her to run off crying again.
What would the password be?
"Draco rocks!" you guess and instead of opening, flames shoot out toward you, singeing the tip of your nose. "Bloody hell!" you scream at it and it opens up like magic.
Of course
As you read, you see the poems come to life as if she had been there saying them. A reflection of Crystal and tear drops landing and disappearing told you it was a 3D video diary. The poems start out depressing and then become hopeful. A certain poem catches your attention.
"Black is the color of the sky
When the darkness takes over.
Black is in the heart of a father who's never sober.
Black is a color that never goes away
But can only fade into lighter shades.
It is a never ending tunnel
That leads your life downhill like a funnel.
You'll spiral down and not get up
When your soul gives in
It' doesn't matter how much you fight,
Because in the end, it always wins."
Hmm… you continue to wonder but are stopped as the train comes to a halt. You grab her bags and yours and proceed to the ceremony and feast. You don't see her at all during the feast.