DC: I don't own the Harry Potter series or its characters. Also, the song,
'Unstoppable' is an unreleased track off of The Calling's 'Camino Palmero',
which means I don't own it. Alex Band Music, a division of BMI owns the
lyrics, not me.
SPOILERS: None, about Book 5.
DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Monday, 19th January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
I saw Hermione in the Great Hall this morning again. Almost talked to her. Imagine! A Pureblood, such as myself, having a social with a common Muggleborn. Professor Snape paired us up in double Potions, as did Professor Sprout in Herbology. Potty was upset about it. Imagine that! Potty's getting defensive about his common Muggleborn girlfriend!
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Tuesday, 20th January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Another bad day. Professor McGonagall made us work in groups again, to Transfigure the most amount of hair pins into tortoise shell glasses. What a stupid assignment! Is it just me, or is every teacher out to get me or something? McGonagall paired me with Blaise Zambini, Mudblood Granger and Hairy Pothead. And in DADA, we're learning about Veela. We have two weeks to do a three foot roll of parchment on them-and we have to work with a partner. The werewolf is the DADA teacher again, probably because of that Muggle loving fool Dumbledore. Lupin could spend his spare time searching for money for new robes, instead of forcing us to draw names out of a hat to find out who our partners are. You'll never guess who my partner is, MUDBLOOD GRANGER. Is every teacher trying to send me to St. Mungo's or something?
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Wednesday, 21st January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
I think I'm going to have to owl Father about this. They're forcing us to take Muggle Studies! If Father was still on as a governor, this would have never happened. Dumbledore told the school about it today. Potions classes are being switched from double to single for the next semester. The second hour we would've spent in Potions will be spent in Muggle Studies-with the Griffindors. Of course, they couldn't have changed class schedules around to giving us classes with Ravenclaws or even the bloody Hufflepuffs for Merlin's sake!
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Thursday, 22nd January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
The werewolf dropped another bombshell on us today. We actually have to WORK with our partners. Imagine! Two weeks that I could be spending doing something worthwhile, like sorting my sock drawer, has to be spent with the Mudblood in the library with Madame Pince leaning over our shoulders, making sure we're studying the same thing together. I sure have to owl Father, as he will surely not stand for this charade.
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Friday, 23rd January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Another boring day I should've spent doing something fun. Another three hours of listening to Granger recite book after book on Veela. I just realized something today: her voice isn't so bad once you get used to it. It's kinda like something I heard when I was little, when Mum read me those fairy tales. But I digress. Three hours of torture, writing page after page of notes. Well, I didn't really write a whole lot, about half a roll of parchment, but Granger did three whole rolls of parchment! And she was the one reading! Turns out she did this reciting spell she learned from Rita Skeeter last year.
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Saturday, 24th January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Hogsmeade weekend. Granger invited me to a butterbeer to compare notes at the Three Broomsticks, but of course, I denied her. If word of that got back to Father, I'd never hear the end of it. I can't even have a girlfriend, because if he hears about it, he's gonna betrothe me to some girl I meet on our wedding day. As long as I don't date, he'll let me meet this girl before we get married. Father's very strict on this policy. Last summer we spent at our summer home in Italy I met an Italian Pureblood witch. Father put an end to that one. I still digress. Granger had the nerve to walk up to me when I was trying *key word-trying* to have an intelligent conversation with Crabbe and Goyle. We laughed for hours on end after she asked, as it was quite amusing.
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Sunday, 25th January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Another day at Hogsmeade. Granger never gives up, does she? She came up to ME in the library, while I was minding my own business, reading her copy of the Daily Prophet. Sheesh, she even asked me out to another butterbeer. If Crabbe hadn't of stepped in, I might have even accepted, but I caught myself in time. Thank Merlin for that. One more second in that library with Granger's gonna send me to St. Mungo's for the rest of the century. I find something appeasing in her voice though. If you listen close enough, you can hear her singing Muggle music, ever so softly. Not that I like it, of course.
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How'd ya like a week in the twisted mind of Malfoy? Five reviews will get ya next week!
SPOILERS: None, about Book 5.
DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Monday, 19th January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
I saw Hermione in the Great Hall this morning again. Almost talked to her. Imagine! A Pureblood, such as myself, having a social with a common Muggleborn. Professor Snape paired us up in double Potions, as did Professor Sprout in Herbology. Potty was upset about it. Imagine that! Potty's getting defensive about his common Muggleborn girlfriend!
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Tuesday, 20th January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Another bad day. Professor McGonagall made us work in groups again, to Transfigure the most amount of hair pins into tortoise shell glasses. What a stupid assignment! Is it just me, or is every teacher out to get me or something? McGonagall paired me with Blaise Zambini, Mudblood Granger and Hairy Pothead. And in DADA, we're learning about Veela. We have two weeks to do a three foot roll of parchment on them-and we have to work with a partner. The werewolf is the DADA teacher again, probably because of that Muggle loving fool Dumbledore. Lupin could spend his spare time searching for money for new robes, instead of forcing us to draw names out of a hat to find out who our partners are. You'll never guess who my partner is, MUDBLOOD GRANGER. Is every teacher trying to send me to St. Mungo's or something?
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Wednesday, 21st January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
I think I'm going to have to owl Father about this. They're forcing us to take Muggle Studies! If Father was still on as a governor, this would have never happened. Dumbledore told the school about it today. Potions classes are being switched from double to single for the next semester. The second hour we would've spent in Potions will be spent in Muggle Studies-with the Griffindors. Of course, they couldn't have changed class schedules around to giving us classes with Ravenclaws or even the bloody Hufflepuffs for Merlin's sake!
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Thursday, 22nd January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
The werewolf dropped another bombshell on us today. We actually have to WORK with our partners. Imagine! Two weeks that I could be spending doing something worthwhile, like sorting my sock drawer, has to be spent with the Mudblood in the library with Madame Pince leaning over our shoulders, making sure we're studying the same thing together. I sure have to owl Father, as he will surely not stand for this charade.
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Friday, 23rd January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Another boring day I should've spent doing something fun. Another three hours of listening to Granger recite book after book on Veela. I just realized something today: her voice isn't so bad once you get used to it. It's kinda like something I heard when I was little, when Mum read me those fairy tales. But I digress. Three hours of torture, writing page after page of notes. Well, I didn't really write a whole lot, about half a roll of parchment, but Granger did three whole rolls of parchment! And she was the one reading! Turns out she did this reciting spell she learned from Rita Skeeter last year.
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Saturday, 24th January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Hogsmeade weekend. Granger invited me to a butterbeer to compare notes at the Three Broomsticks, but of course, I denied her. If word of that got back to Father, I'd never hear the end of it. I can't even have a girlfriend, because if he hears about it, he's gonna betrothe me to some girl I meet on our wedding day. As long as I don't date, he'll let me meet this girl before we get married. Father's very strict on this policy. Last summer we spent at our summer home in Italy I met an Italian Pureblood witch. Father put an end to that one. I still digress. Granger had the nerve to walk up to me when I was trying *key word-trying* to have an intelligent conversation with Crabbe and Goyle. We laughed for hours on end after she asked, as it was quite amusing.
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DIARY OF D. MALFOY
Sunday, 25th January, 5th year, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Another day at Hogsmeade. Granger never gives up, does she? She came up to ME in the library, while I was minding my own business, reading her copy of the Daily Prophet. Sheesh, she even asked me out to another butterbeer. If Crabbe hadn't of stepped in, I might have even accepted, but I caught myself in time. Thank Merlin for that. One more second in that library with Granger's gonna send me to St. Mungo's for the rest of the century. I find something appeasing in her voice though. If you listen close enough, you can hear her singing Muggle music, ever so softly. Not that I like it, of course.
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How'd ya like a week in the twisted mind of Malfoy? Five reviews will get ya next week!