Dead Journal,
It's quite disconcerting. Harry Potter won't stop looking at me. I feel as though i'm stalked. His round, glowing green eyes stare at me as if boring into my very soul. All his gazing makes me feel studied, scrutinized, and inspected. It's not as if he's the only one watching and looking at me. It seems as though after my little outburst a couple of day's earlier has made popular the sport of Draco-scoping (not that the sport's new of course). But Harry's not staring at me and whispering about my behaviors in gossipy chit-chat, but rather he's staring at me and memorizing my behaviors and actions in his brain. Sometimes when he looks at me, he squints his eyes like he's really concentrating on analyzing my every move. His cute little pink tongue sticks out and he bites his lip, his brow furrowed, like he's trying to make sense of the enigma that is me. I've begun to make bets with myself on when he'll begin drooling.
Well, at least i hope he will. I think i would die of a heart attack if he did. Just his looking at me makes my heart thump a hundred kilometers per hour.
This afternoon, i was absentmindedly skipping stones by the lakefront, when i heard a muffled 'ow' in the nearby bushes. As my curiosity got the better of me to investigate, i realized that the muffled 'ow' was Harry Potter himself, playing the role of a Peeping Tom. I believe my heart had stopped beating all together, or was beating way to fast for me to distinguish between thumps. Harry Potter was spying on me.
It hadn't been my imagination after all, but Potter was there. Following my every move, watching me. This revelation should have disturbed me, but instead it made me all warm inside.
I cherish the very thought of Harry stalking me. It makes me feel wanted, and maybe even needed. For the very first time, he is the hunter and i am his prey. I feel an exhilirating thrill rush down my spine at this newfound discovery.
I don't know why he's watching me like a cat watches a mouse, but all i know is that i don't want him to stop.
Sincerely,
Draco Malfoy
TBC
Endnote: All will be explained much better in Harry's journal if you get confused as to why Harry's stalking our pretty little sex God. Heee!
Please review and muchos thanks and love to reviewers!!!
It's quite disconcerting. Harry Potter won't stop looking at me. I feel as though i'm stalked. His round, glowing green eyes stare at me as if boring into my very soul. All his gazing makes me feel studied, scrutinized, and inspected. It's not as if he's the only one watching and looking at me. It seems as though after my little outburst a couple of day's earlier has made popular the sport of Draco-scoping (not that the sport's new of course). But Harry's not staring at me and whispering about my behaviors in gossipy chit-chat, but rather he's staring at me and memorizing my behaviors and actions in his brain. Sometimes when he looks at me, he squints his eyes like he's really concentrating on analyzing my every move. His cute little pink tongue sticks out and he bites his lip, his brow furrowed, like he's trying to make sense of the enigma that is me. I've begun to make bets with myself on when he'll begin drooling.
Well, at least i hope he will. I think i would die of a heart attack if he did. Just his looking at me makes my heart thump a hundred kilometers per hour.
This afternoon, i was absentmindedly skipping stones by the lakefront, when i heard a muffled 'ow' in the nearby bushes. As my curiosity got the better of me to investigate, i realized that the muffled 'ow' was Harry Potter himself, playing the role of a Peeping Tom. I believe my heart had stopped beating all together, or was beating way to fast for me to distinguish between thumps. Harry Potter was spying on me.
It hadn't been my imagination after all, but Potter was there. Following my every move, watching me. This revelation should have disturbed me, but instead it made me all warm inside.
I cherish the very thought of Harry stalking me. It makes me feel wanted, and maybe even needed. For the very first time, he is the hunter and i am his prey. I feel an exhilirating thrill rush down my spine at this newfound discovery.
I don't know why he's watching me like a cat watches a mouse, but all i know is that i don't want him to stop.
Sincerely,
Draco Malfoy
TBC
Endnote: All will be explained much better in Harry's journal if you get confused as to why Harry's stalking our pretty little sex God. Heee!
Please review and muchos thanks and love to reviewers!!!