Inside the Mind of a Blond Billionaire

Chapter 7

Life after the War for a set free Death Eater is hard. Especially since he has been made to see a shrink. Who in turn makes him keep a diary. A diary. Follow Draco Malfoy's laughter, tears & red-faced moments after the Second War. All through his supposed 'Daily Journal'. Journal indeed... DMHG

Harry Potter is not mine. Though I do wish...

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Sunday.26-1-2009

Having lunch today. Then I am going out for afternoon tea... how posh is that? Afternoon tea, Hermione & me. Hey I'm a poet and I didn't even know it! 'Cept I did, because I did that on purpose. It is our triple date today. The Golden Trio, me and Marnie. Hehehe... queer that.

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Sunday.26-1-2009

Again, the press was terrible. I mean, if I was a reporter, would I want to miss the four, most famous young people in the Wizarding world? Not to mention the best looking... me I mean. No one else. Well Potter... everyone likes him. And Hermione. Am I meant to ignore a pretty face? It's a secret that I said that... nobody knows I think Hermione is pretty. Means don't tell anyone. Got that? I'm a 'tard. You are a diary. How can you tell someone? Penny, this thing is doing me more harm than good you know. Oh, lunch sucked. With my parents I mean. Dad sat there, and wisely kept quiet, while Mum went on and on about how glad she was that Hermione and I are together now... I didn't tell her it was for revenge. At least this way I can pretend it just, didn't work out. I know. I'm a Slytherin. I lie, and I cheat, especially if it gets me what I want.

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Monday.27-1-2009

Hehehe. You were impressed, weren't you Penny? At how... un-Death Eater I am being. Apart from the last sentence of the last entry. About lying and cheating. Hey, I'm not perfect. Though I am pretty close, I must admit.

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Monday.27-1-2009

Am at work. 'Mione just visited. Yes, she did ask me to call her that. She also kissed me. She came in, left the door open, so all my employers were watching, kissed me, turned around and shut the door, giggled then silenced the room. It was a plan. She so should have been in Slytherin. Anyway, so my whole company thinks we were shagging in my office. Which is good publicity for what she is aiming to do, I will admit. But she kissed me! Like... mouth. Sure, it was just a peck but... she didn't wipe her mouth or anything! Neither did I... I wanted to though. I didn't want to be rude... how much have I changed? I really do have morals now. I didn't want to be rude... maybe Anabelle is right. I am girly.

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Tuesday.28-1-2009

Someone pinned a picture of me and Hermione out to dinner on my door. I'm going to fire them if I find out who did it. Obviously. I can't really fire the whole company can I? No. The Ministry has a new unfair dismissal thing. Which is totally... no, I mean extremely unfair. My aim is to cut out any girly words. That includes "Oh My Merlin". And so. Yes. So is girly.

Going in to self pity moment: Sigh. Do you think I am lonely? I feel lonely sometimes. Because... I would never have thought I would say this... the Golden Trio really do have everything. Not only are they rich and powerful (I have that), they are friends. Good friends. I only have Marnie. Sniff. Poor me. Okay, I'm over it now.

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Wednesday.29-1-2009

Do you know what I do all day? As in my job? Of course you don't. Again, you are a book. Anyway... shit, must stop saying that too. While doing my job, I sit at a desk and sign papers. I read them first of course... do I look that stupid? I think not. Anyway... there it is again... I just sign things. Interview people, maybe make a few deals every now and then. That is it. So what is the point of me even going to work? I just sit here, on my spinny chair. I don't do anything. Anything at all.

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Thursday.30-1-2009

The bloody bitch. Damn her to hell. Anabelle told the reporters that I am girly. And bad in bed. I am not bad in bed! She was screaming my name... nevermind. I won't corrupt you further Penny. But the cow told the Prophet that I was a cheating girly ferret, and that she was glad I left her for another woman. The cow! Oh it is on. Oh it is so on. She is going to burn.

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Thursday.30-1-2009

You know I don't do anything at work right, so I went to visit 'Mione at her... house, flat thing. Whatever it is she lives in. Ah. Cottage. Yep, its a cottage. To tell her about Anabelle. Anyway, she suggested that I should come round to her house tonight, and sleep in her spare room. Then I can go home the next day... get it? I hope so.

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Friday.31-1-2009

Well, the plan worked perfectly. I walked out of Hermione's house this morning to flashes from the camera. I am such a good actor. I shielded my face and apparated as soon as I was out of her wards. I am expecting a front page headline. Or at least make a double page article. They love me. I know. Keep my ego to a reasonable size. But really. Even the girls who hate me think I am hot. Take 'Mione for example. No, she is not just using me as a tool for revenge.

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Friday.31-1-2009

It is the end of the month already. Only eleven more to go until next year. Groan. Eleven months to go. This year is crap.

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Well one more chapter down, even if it was short. Had school formal as well as sport and a wedding. Busy. I have officially finished the month of January. Isn't that sad? How many chapters out of one month? Please review, I need some feedback.

Lady Sarai