Dear Diary,
My name is Potter. Harry Potter. Heh, I've always wanted to say that. Well I guess I shall introduce myself properly then. My name is Harry James Potter. Also known as the Boy Who Lived. I hate that name. I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Where I am currently in my 3rd year. And a Gryffindor to boot. I rather like it here. Better than where I was at least. The Dursely's were awful people. I hate going back there during the summer. Anyways, I don't want to get all depressing in my first entry to you. I wonder what I shall name you. I will have to think of that later. I was rather surprised when I received you at breakfast today. Obviously someone around here thinks I need some kind of therapy or something. But I'm glad I have you. I can trust you, knowing anything I say won't be told to anyone I don't want. Sometimes there are things you just can't tell even your closest friends.
Today was a rather ... odd day. I was on my way to Transfigurations when I heard my best friend Hermione scream. Ron was with me then. We both rushed to see what was going on. When we got there she was on the floor. And that's when I saw him. Draco Malfoy. Just looking at him makes my blood boil. Hell just his name does. I hate that slimy little git. I was beyond mad. How dare he hurt my friends. Before I knew it my fist connected with his face and it sent him back a bit. Then he punched me back and started yelling at me that he didn't do anything "wrong". Like I would believe that spoiled little prat. Though part of me DID want to question him about it. But I was too mad to even think straight. Maybe I should ask Hermione.
Then I heard my name being called out along with Malfoy's. I cursed inwardly as I realized it was Professor McGonagall. She said were 10 minutes late for class and ordered us a Detention after dinner. Great, just great. Not how I wanted to spend an evening. And what's worse is that it's with Malfoy! Draco Bloody Malfoy.
Well, I best be going. Dinner is soon and I wanted to catch Hermione before then. I will write more tomorrow about how the dreaded detention of doom went. Maybe if I'm lucky I can clock him one while we're alone. It would be worth losing the points. Provided it's not 50 like it was today. Stupid Malfoy. Anyways, I better get. Goodnight.
- Harry
My name is Potter. Harry Potter. Heh, I've always wanted to say that. Well I guess I shall introduce myself properly then. My name is Harry James Potter. Also known as the Boy Who Lived. I hate that name. I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Where I am currently in my 3rd year. And a Gryffindor to boot. I rather like it here. Better than where I was at least. The Dursely's were awful people. I hate going back there during the summer. Anyways, I don't want to get all depressing in my first entry to you. I wonder what I shall name you. I will have to think of that later. I was rather surprised when I received you at breakfast today. Obviously someone around here thinks I need some kind of therapy or something. But I'm glad I have you. I can trust you, knowing anything I say won't be told to anyone I don't want. Sometimes there are things you just can't tell even your closest friends.
Today was a rather ... odd day. I was on my way to Transfigurations when I heard my best friend Hermione scream. Ron was with me then. We both rushed to see what was going on. When we got there she was on the floor. And that's when I saw him. Draco Malfoy. Just looking at him makes my blood boil. Hell just his name does. I hate that slimy little git. I was beyond mad. How dare he hurt my friends. Before I knew it my fist connected with his face and it sent him back a bit. Then he punched me back and started yelling at me that he didn't do anything "wrong". Like I would believe that spoiled little prat. Though part of me DID want to question him about it. But I was too mad to even think straight. Maybe I should ask Hermione.
Then I heard my name being called out along with Malfoy's. I cursed inwardly as I realized it was Professor McGonagall. She said were 10 minutes late for class and ordered us a Detention after dinner. Great, just great. Not how I wanted to spend an evening. And what's worse is that it's with Malfoy! Draco Bloody Malfoy.
Well, I best be going. Dinner is soon and I wanted to catch Hermione before then. I will write more tomorrow about how the dreaded detention of doom went. Maybe if I'm lucky I can clock him one while we're alone. It would be worth losing the points. Provided it's not 50 like it was today. Stupid Malfoy. Anyways, I better get. Goodnight.
- Harry