Chapter Two: The Bubble Bursts
It surprised Draco, reading about
how much her sister had looked forward to his birth. The few memories and
scanty knowledge he had of her would strongly suggest that she cursed the day
he entered the family. But here was an 8-year-old's plea for a playmate. He
turned the page to read more.
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Dear Diary,
I have a brother! He was born early this morning. His name is Draco. I haven't
seen him yet, because Daddy didn't take me to where he and Mommy are. I have to
wait until he gets back. I can't wait to see my little brother!
Lucia
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Dear Diary,
Draco is home today. I saw him for the first time. He is three days old, and
very small. And very cute. I love him so much. So do Daddy and Mommy. They are
with him all the time. I tried to go and play with him, but Daddy got upset. He
says Draco is too small to play. He also said that I'm too young to pick him
up. I wish I was older.
Lucia
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Dear Diary,
I love my brother, but I wish Daddy and Mommy weren't always with him. I miss
them. I still have my lessons with the tutor, so I never see them during the
day. That's when Draco is asleep. In the night he is awake, and Daddy and Mommy
stay with him. I am always with Dobby now.
I don't like Dobby. He is our house-elf. I wish Daddy wasn't so busy
with Draco. I wish Daddy would come see me. And Mommy.
Lucia
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Dear Diary,
Today is my birthday. I was very excited. I am nine years old. I thought that
today Daddy would come and play with me. Maybe even Mommy. Daddy did come. He
gave me a book, called History of Dark Magic. Then he kissed me on the cheek,
and left. I didn't even see Mommy until dinner. I thought we would have a nice
dinner, but it was yucky. This is the worst birthday ever.
Lucia
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Dear Diary,
I am very sad today. Daddy came and told me that Draco needed my room. I am
going to sleep in a room at the end of the hall. My old room was next to Daddy
and Mommy's room. This new one is at the other side of the house. It is not a
nice place. I cried, and told him it is too dark and cold there,
and he got upset. I don't like making Daddy upset, so I stopped crying. The
house-elves came and moved my stuff. I hate house-elves! I don't want to go to my
new room. I want to keep my old room.
But it's what Daddy wants and what Daddy wants, Daddy gets.
Lucia
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Draco flipped the page and then the next one, but found no more writing in this
diary. It had been abandoned.
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