Internet Diary
Chappie two
Tell me what you think about it and I hope you enjoy. Just to clear a few things up I share this account with my cousin, Envy who wrote Midnight Pool. I am a completely different person but I have been told that we have similar writing styles but I just can't see it at all. The profile page is hers as well not mine. She is a lucky bitch cuz her boyfriend's name is Jarrett and I have a huge crush on a Jarret. I always thought that this was a little ironic and just to tell you Envy that was my original name and if you ever break up with your Jarrett, he is mine. Although I bet he will ask you to marry him you two are so in love, IT'S SICK! (Just kidding Env) Even for me the fluff queen! I really hope I get as many reviews as her cuz she has so many. I originally had another story up here and it was called Love or Something like it but Envy thought it was too fluffy so she took it down. It was only up for two weeks and I already had twenty reviews. I also helped Envy with some her chappies on midnight pool and she has not given me any credit at all. Wait until I get her on Sunday!(j/k) Her best friend's name is Alice who is Chinese and Spanish and Russian which is a weird combo but she is really awesome and her boyfriend Mark is really cool as well. Hope you like the work that is MINE not my evil cousin Envy's. I really admire her and feel that she is a great role model. * ~*@*JULI*@*~* Okay just to clear a few things up. One I do know how to space but I forgot I was writing it in center format. Two this IS a HERMIONE and DRACO pairing. NOT a GINNY. But I tried to make a little bit deeper. More than just a love story maybe just a little bit of deceit and jealousy and definitely fluff. So review. I can't believe I have five reviews already thanx a bunch and if you like this go and read midnight pool by my cous Envy. I know its rated r but it's not that bad. Oh and this is just her diary. She isn't posting it anywhere where muggles are going to see it so she can say that she is a witch.
It has been five hours since I lost all sanity and tutored Draco Malfoy. It did not go the way I planned. He is so selfish and arrogant to boot. Honestly I cannot believe what a jackass he is. I want to pretend that this night never happened and I wasn't even to record this but I can't sleep. Maybe calling him a bastard will make me feel better........ It usually does. But I can't. Not after tonight. I thought I told you to stop reading. I guess you want to know what happened, don't you? All right I'll spill but I'm not even sure myself what this means.
I walked into the charms classroom and found Draco Malfoy leaning against the chalkboard lazily. I walked in briskly and stated to explain the charm at once. The less we spoke to each other the better. He rudely interrupted me. "Granger I understand the damn charm. I just didn't feel like acting all show offie in front of everybody. Besides I have much better thing to do with my time." He stood up straight to leave when I noticed how tall he was. A good 7 inches over my 5 foot 6 inched frame. "You can't leave." I said, "Professor Flitwick will have your ass."
"That's what you think Granger."
And then he walked out of the room. I couldn't let him have the last word so I ran after him. Later I realized that that was exactly what he wanted me to do. As I said the best laid plans go horribly wrong. I ran after him and turned him around. "What the hell is your problem." I hissed.
"You" he said and put me up against the wall in the corridor where we were standing. I grabbed onto a candleholder to keep myself from being at the complete mercy of Draco Malfoy. Suddenly the wall opened up and we were thrown inside. The second we were in the room the door shut quickly behind us. "Shit shit shit!" I heard Malfoy mumble. He threw himself against the wall while I surveyed our surroundings. Candlelight and the ceilings dimly lighted the room and there were high windows that allowed the beautiful moonlight to pore in. Stars twinkled above our heads and I was lost in the beauty of it all. It seemed to romantic to be real. If only I wasn't sharing this with Draco Malfoy. He sat down on the bed and I sat down next to him. "Can we get out?" I asked after what felt like a year of silence.
"what do you think?" he snapped "If we could do you really think I would spend my time in here with you, mudblood" Now I was pissed. Not because he snapped at me but because he had some nerve to be all haughty after I generously saved him from failing charms. I had to listen all day to Ginny going on and on about how nice and sweet and cute and sexy and how he just acts that way because he has to and how his father makes him and how smart and cool and experienced and sophisticated and how golden his hair is and how blue his eyes are and how good he smells and frankly I can't see any of this. I mean the boy sitting next to me who has his head in his face looked like a baby. A sexy baby but... wait what did I just write. Maybe I should delete it. No that would be unfair. It was what I was thinking at the time so anyway back to the story.
I sat there for what seemed like another year while my companion stood pacing. "Could you stop pacing?!" I asked. Just then I noticed the cabinet right above the bed. Before he could snap back at me I stood up and opened it. Inside were two little shot glasses and a BIG battle of rum. Draco came over and pored himself a glass. He drained it in all one shoot. "1956" he muttered. "You know you wine" I said trying to get some conversation in. "Yeah" he said filling another glass "my father had me drinking by the time I was 10" He gave me the glass and I took it, not certain what to do. I had never drunk before. Sensing Draco's eyes on me I drained the glass. The wine sure was strong. I was feeling its affect already. I sat down on the floor and Draco sat down beside me. He was on his 3rd glass and he removed my glass from my hand. He pored me another glass. Now that I was half way drunk I started a conversation.
"Why haven't your goons come looking for you yet?"
"The same could be asked of you, Granger." I hiccupped. "If you must know Crabbe and Goyle don't really care about me. Nobody ever did."
"I'm sure your mother loves you"
"No. My father has had her under the Imperious curse for as long as I can remember. I'm not even sure she remembers what love is." Even in my drunken state I still felt bad for him. I looked at his face and for once I could see what he was really feeling. It was like a door opening up. He looked like he was about to cry too. Even if he is a bastard, I thought. Every body deserves to be loved.
"your father must love you then"
"yeah" scoffed Draco "he loves me so much he beats me" Draco lifted up his shirt and showed me the deep purple scars and bruises on his pale white skin. "He starves me and hits me and does every curse imaginable, without mercy." Tears almost spilled out from under his eyes but he held them fast. "Nobody ever gave a damn about me." And he pored himself another glass. I was crying now. Tears slowly rolling down my cheeks. I thought of all the times I thought my life was unfair and realized that this man, who we always made fun of, had the true unfair life.
"I've never had a friend." I snuggled up against him and for the life of me I couldn't figure out why. It must have been the wine but still. I felt I had to be the one to make him better.
"It's ok." I whispered. And then I fell asleep. While Draco drank more and more brandy.
More coming soon. I figured this was long enough but I will update soon. And I hope I didn't make Draco too OOC because I know somebody will complain about that so, just to clear a few things up... they are DRUNK! So Draco is the real him not the snobby and mean person he pretends to be. No flames please. Thanx for the awesome reviews.
Chappie two
Tell me what you think about it and I hope you enjoy. Just to clear a few things up I share this account with my cousin, Envy who wrote Midnight Pool. I am a completely different person but I have been told that we have similar writing styles but I just can't see it at all. The profile page is hers as well not mine. She is a lucky bitch cuz her boyfriend's name is Jarrett and I have a huge crush on a Jarret. I always thought that this was a little ironic and just to tell you Envy that was my original name and if you ever break up with your Jarrett, he is mine. Although I bet he will ask you to marry him you two are so in love, IT'S SICK! (Just kidding Env) Even for me the fluff queen! I really hope I get as many reviews as her cuz she has so many. I originally had another story up here and it was called Love or Something like it but Envy thought it was too fluffy so she took it down. It was only up for two weeks and I already had twenty reviews. I also helped Envy with some her chappies on midnight pool and she has not given me any credit at all. Wait until I get her on Sunday!(j/k) Her best friend's name is Alice who is Chinese and Spanish and Russian which is a weird combo but she is really awesome and her boyfriend Mark is really cool as well. Hope you like the work that is MINE not my evil cousin Envy's. I really admire her and feel that she is a great role model. * ~*@*JULI*@*~* Okay just to clear a few things up. One I do know how to space but I forgot I was writing it in center format. Two this IS a HERMIONE and DRACO pairing. NOT a GINNY. But I tried to make a little bit deeper. More than just a love story maybe just a little bit of deceit and jealousy and definitely fluff. So review. I can't believe I have five reviews already thanx a bunch and if you like this go and read midnight pool by my cous Envy. I know its rated r but it's not that bad. Oh and this is just her diary. She isn't posting it anywhere where muggles are going to see it so she can say that she is a witch.
It has been five hours since I lost all sanity and tutored Draco Malfoy. It did not go the way I planned. He is so selfish and arrogant to boot. Honestly I cannot believe what a jackass he is. I want to pretend that this night never happened and I wasn't even to record this but I can't sleep. Maybe calling him a bastard will make me feel better........ It usually does. But I can't. Not after tonight. I thought I told you to stop reading. I guess you want to know what happened, don't you? All right I'll spill but I'm not even sure myself what this means.
I walked into the charms classroom and found Draco Malfoy leaning against the chalkboard lazily. I walked in briskly and stated to explain the charm at once. The less we spoke to each other the better. He rudely interrupted me. "Granger I understand the damn charm. I just didn't feel like acting all show offie in front of everybody. Besides I have much better thing to do with my time." He stood up straight to leave when I noticed how tall he was. A good 7 inches over my 5 foot 6 inched frame. "You can't leave." I said, "Professor Flitwick will have your ass."
"That's what you think Granger."
And then he walked out of the room. I couldn't let him have the last word so I ran after him. Later I realized that that was exactly what he wanted me to do. As I said the best laid plans go horribly wrong. I ran after him and turned him around. "What the hell is your problem." I hissed.
"You" he said and put me up against the wall in the corridor where we were standing. I grabbed onto a candleholder to keep myself from being at the complete mercy of Draco Malfoy. Suddenly the wall opened up and we were thrown inside. The second we were in the room the door shut quickly behind us. "Shit shit shit!" I heard Malfoy mumble. He threw himself against the wall while I surveyed our surroundings. Candlelight and the ceilings dimly lighted the room and there were high windows that allowed the beautiful moonlight to pore in. Stars twinkled above our heads and I was lost in the beauty of it all. It seemed to romantic to be real. If only I wasn't sharing this with Draco Malfoy. He sat down on the bed and I sat down next to him. "Can we get out?" I asked after what felt like a year of silence.
"what do you think?" he snapped "If we could do you really think I would spend my time in here with you, mudblood" Now I was pissed. Not because he snapped at me but because he had some nerve to be all haughty after I generously saved him from failing charms. I had to listen all day to Ginny going on and on about how nice and sweet and cute and sexy and how he just acts that way because he has to and how his father makes him and how smart and cool and experienced and sophisticated and how golden his hair is and how blue his eyes are and how good he smells and frankly I can't see any of this. I mean the boy sitting next to me who has his head in his face looked like a baby. A sexy baby but... wait what did I just write. Maybe I should delete it. No that would be unfair. It was what I was thinking at the time so anyway back to the story.
I sat there for what seemed like another year while my companion stood pacing. "Could you stop pacing?!" I asked. Just then I noticed the cabinet right above the bed. Before he could snap back at me I stood up and opened it. Inside were two little shot glasses and a BIG battle of rum. Draco came over and pored himself a glass. He drained it in all one shoot. "1956" he muttered. "You know you wine" I said trying to get some conversation in. "Yeah" he said filling another glass "my father had me drinking by the time I was 10" He gave me the glass and I took it, not certain what to do. I had never drunk before. Sensing Draco's eyes on me I drained the glass. The wine sure was strong. I was feeling its affect already. I sat down on the floor and Draco sat down beside me. He was on his 3rd glass and he removed my glass from my hand. He pored me another glass. Now that I was half way drunk I started a conversation.
"Why haven't your goons come looking for you yet?"
"The same could be asked of you, Granger." I hiccupped. "If you must know Crabbe and Goyle don't really care about me. Nobody ever did."
"I'm sure your mother loves you"
"No. My father has had her under the Imperious curse for as long as I can remember. I'm not even sure she remembers what love is." Even in my drunken state I still felt bad for him. I looked at his face and for once I could see what he was really feeling. It was like a door opening up. He looked like he was about to cry too. Even if he is a bastard, I thought. Every body deserves to be loved.
"your father must love you then"
"yeah" scoffed Draco "he loves me so much he beats me" Draco lifted up his shirt and showed me the deep purple scars and bruises on his pale white skin. "He starves me and hits me and does every curse imaginable, without mercy." Tears almost spilled out from under his eyes but he held them fast. "Nobody ever gave a damn about me." And he pored himself another glass. I was crying now. Tears slowly rolling down my cheeks. I thought of all the times I thought my life was unfair and realized that this man, who we always made fun of, had the true unfair life.
"I've never had a friend." I snuggled up against him and for the life of me I couldn't figure out why. It must have been the wine but still. I felt I had to be the one to make him better.
"It's ok." I whispered. And then I fell asleep. While Draco drank more and more brandy.
More coming soon. I figured this was long enough but I will update soon. And I hope I didn't make Draco too OOC because I know somebody will complain about that so, just to clear a few things up... they are DRUNK! So Draco is the real him not the snobby and mean person he pretends to be. No flames please. Thanx for the awesome reviews.