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~Yes, I know I use the same disclaimer every time so what. I can't think of any thing else, if you have something creative you want me to say, email me, IM me whatever~
Journal,
God, today was horrible, she ended up in the infirmary. I don't know why, I hear she just passed out in the hall way. I know exactly how I ended up here, Weasly and the Saintly Harry Potter, sent me here with a invitation.
They came at me muttering something about evil Malfoy's. I don't know what bit them in the butt. Well, I passed out then, and ended up in the infirmary.
When I woke I was looking into her eyes. Lord, they were heavenly brown eyes. You know, I missed being with her all the time, or at least most of the time, I mean she's beautiful and talented, and she's a great kisser. OF course, I taught her everything she knows.
Okay so when I woke up first thing she said was, "What are you doing here, Malfoy?"
"Don't you know," I replied. "Your stupid friends ganged up on me because they thought I had something to do with your passing out."
"Oh sorry," she said, with a sigh. "They were always overprotective of me."
"That's a good thing, you know, to have friends who are willing to stick up for you."
"Oh, I know, and I am grateful for them. They are sweet; just some times they get carried away."
"Oh, well why did you pass out?"
To tell the truth I really was curious as to why the love of my life killed over mid-stride. It's said really, cause I don't think she really loves me.
"I can't tell you, Malfoy, because it concerns you. So bugger off," she said with such ease.
Oh, Lord, ouch. That one stung, does she know she's tormenting me? She probably does, but she's so sweet that she can't. God why did I have to love her.
Did you know she's not even truly a mudblood? She's not, she's part witch, part veela. She's still charmingly beautiful. Of course she is, Veela, duh!
"If it concerns me then I have a right to know," I said, extremely curious, now.
"No, now leave me be before I start crying!" She whimpered. Lord, she actually whimpered. So I left her alone, content to stare at her until, madame Pomfery kicked me out. So I am not in there any more, but I am still extremely curious why my love passed out. Though she doesn't know it yet, Hermione Granger is going to tell me exactly what she feels and why she passed out. All in good time.
I LOVE HERMIONE!!!!!
Well that's all for now,
Draco Malfoy
~Yes, I know I use the same disclaimer every time so what. I can't think of any thing else, if you have something creative you want me to say, email me, IM me whatever~
Journal,
God, today was horrible, she ended up in the infirmary. I don't know why, I hear she just passed out in the hall way. I know exactly how I ended up here, Weasly and the Saintly Harry Potter, sent me here with a invitation.
They came at me muttering something about evil Malfoy's. I don't know what bit them in the butt. Well, I passed out then, and ended up in the infirmary.
When I woke I was looking into her eyes. Lord, they were heavenly brown eyes. You know, I missed being with her all the time, or at least most of the time, I mean she's beautiful and talented, and she's a great kisser. OF course, I taught her everything she knows.
Okay so when I woke up first thing she said was, "What are you doing here, Malfoy?"
"Don't you know," I replied. "Your stupid friends ganged up on me because they thought I had something to do with your passing out."
"Oh sorry," she said, with a sigh. "They were always overprotective of me."
"That's a good thing, you know, to have friends who are willing to stick up for you."
"Oh, I know, and I am grateful for them. They are sweet; just some times they get carried away."
"Oh, well why did you pass out?"
To tell the truth I really was curious as to why the love of my life killed over mid-stride. It's said really, cause I don't think she really loves me.
"I can't tell you, Malfoy, because it concerns you. So bugger off," she said with such ease.
Oh, Lord, ouch. That one stung, does she know she's tormenting me? She probably does, but she's so sweet that she can't. God why did I have to love her.
Did you know she's not even truly a mudblood? She's not, she's part witch, part veela. She's still charmingly beautiful. Of course she is, Veela, duh!
"If it concerns me then I have a right to know," I said, extremely curious, now.
"No, now leave me be before I start crying!" She whimpered. Lord, she actually whimpered. So I left her alone, content to stare at her until, madame Pomfery kicked me out. So I am not in there any more, but I am still extremely curious why my love passed out. Though she doesn't know it yet, Hermione Granger is going to tell me exactly what she feels and why she passed out. All in good time.
I LOVE HERMIONE!!!!!
Well that's all for now,
Draco Malfoy