Yet another day for me to waste away. It's morning and everyone is downstairs eating. I always love this time of the day. It's when I have a moment to myself. I don't have to worry about the day and it's negative problems, the day is new and pure. I should go down and eat but I'm not hungry.

I should write in my diary but there's nothing to write about. Today should be better than the rest since I have Amber in my class today. She brought in a Qual Leser for Care of Magical Creatures. I know nothing about this animal except that I should like it. Or at lest that's what she said. I get to see Ron again so either way I'm not complaining.

I hope Araceli (A/N: Araceli means altar of heaven in Latin.) comes here instead of the Great Hall. I love the Astronomy Tower. In daylight or night- light, this is the place to be. It gives you a great view of the sunset, sunrise, the day sky or the billions of stars that speckle the indigo blanket that appears only for half the day. I wish I could get my life together. Be free like everyone else. All the other kids are carefree people that seem to never have to worry about life and what it throws at them. All they care about is girlfriends and dates and if they will pass the O.W.L.s. But me, I have to worry about if I'll be here tomorrow, if I will be harmed. I can't get into this, yet.

On the horizon, I see Araceli with a parcel tied to her feet. Araceli is my first true friend. Sad, really. I, Draco Malfoy, have an owl for a best friend. Who cares? I'm happy for once. Nothing can bring me down.

She swoops down gracefully besides me. I smile lightly as she ruffles her feathers. She lifts her head to me and nips at my fingers. I untie her burden as she nuzzles her head on my shoulder. She is very affectionate. Araceli is a barn owl with swart and specks of white.

It's a letter she's brought me. It was in a simple envelope with my family crest stamped on the back. So the day begins, I thought grudgingly. I knew I should have stayed in bed. Around our emblem, on the sticker, I could just make out the words: O mais fraco sucumbirá ao mais forte. It must be from father.

I give an inward shudder that even Araceli can feel since she withdrew slightly away from me. I open the letter cautiously.

// My dearest dragon, How are you? Fine I hope. I have heard that you aren't doing so well in you your studies, son. I am worried that you aren't keeping up the family name. You know what that means. I'll arrive this Friday at midnight near that oaf's hut. Draco, you need to learn. If you would be more like me and take this like a man then it would stop. But you are hard headed, so I must teach you a lesson. I will get what I want.

Your caring Father //

I slide down to the floor. He's coming tomorrow.