A Diary of
Draco Malfoy
A/N: This is an account of Draco Malfoys summer after his fourth year (aka GoF). I'm going to try to focus on his personality as much as possible, so he shouldn't be too OOC (But do remember, this is fanfiction) Italics are journal entries (or stressed words) Regular is… Uh, regular!
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Draco Malfoy picked up his quill, and stared sneeringly at his journal. Some stupid gift from a distant cousin. Trying to create family ties, he supposed wretchedly. But he figured he could least write in it. After all, what's the point of having it if you're not going to use it? He contradicted himself all the time. He had so many useless items in his room, he almost wanted to chuck it all to the fires of Hades. Irritated, he wrote:
June 27 1994
I am only writing in this journal to please myself. Of course! What shall I do otherwise?
Draco sneered at the paper. Then he remembered something—a phrase.
"Paper is patient" He said in a small whisper.
My name is Draco Malfoy. I am 14 years old.
"Gods, this is so stupid" He said, but continued:
I am currently at Malfoy Mansion. It's not like I can go anywhere else during the summer. My father is Luscius Malfoy. I call him Luscius, even to his face. He is in no way a father to me, nor shall he ever be. My mother is Narcissa Arquentius Malfoy. She is from a very rich family. I call her mother, not that she's any better that 'father'. They're both wretches who only think of me as a Death Eater, which I shall never be, money, and themselves. Never each other, or me. Sometimes the only thing that keeps me alive is that Luscius wants me to be a Death Eater. Stupid weakling. So I have learned to fen for myself. Sure, I have the house elves, but there are other things in the house that need to be done only by wizards. But I digress. Life here at Malfoy Mansion is terrible. There are Masquerades and Balls, but the only people to attend are Death Eaters! It is quite boring here too. I am required to take a daily course in the Dark Arts. I used to think they were interesting, and sometimes I still do, but I don't bend so easily to Luscius anymore, and he detests that. I yet again digress.
Draco lay down his pen and looked at what he had written. It pleased him to say things behind his parents back. If only he could do it to their faces, and not instantly suffer the cruciatus curse or death. He sighed deeply. Draco had had a horrible headache—of couse! After all those hexes the redheads and potty and Granger fired on him and Crabbe and Goyle, he should very well have a headache!
Ugh… Crabbe and Goyle. Two blubbering, weak boulders, with brains smaller than a tro vaguelyremembered hearing this in a muggle film "Why am I surrounded by idiots?" Or something or other. But the statement was true. For he was indeed surrounded by idiots.
Draco even began to wonder as to why he even bothered with them—he could easily defend himself. He wasn't bulging muscle, but he wasn't a thin weak stick, like all of Voldemorts' followers. Again agitated, he continued on in his journal:
Voldemort and his followers are so very weak. Voldemort may be a trifle more clever than his followers, but he was no better off. But then again, perhaps he was. That idiotic Cornelius Fudge, he didn't even listen to the old coot, Dumbledore about Voldemorts return.
Draco lay his head down on his desk table. It was very draining to suddenly pour out a lot of things onto a piece of paper. But it felt rather good, like letting something off the chest. But his head ache was getting worse, and besides, Luscius was calling him. He would go for now.
"I'll write a bit more tomorrow" He whispered.
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Sorry if this chapter has a few mistakes in it, Word keeps messing up, so I can't fix anything. The 'I'm surrounded by idiots' phrase came from the Lion King J I read 'Paper is Patient' In the Diary of Anne Frank. Draco, Luscius, and Mother belong to J.K. Rowling, and anybody else Harry Potter-ish that you recognize.
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So please don't sue!
Sorry, had to do it for old time's sake! Please review, I'll try to make future chapters longer!
