The Dark Journey
Draco glared across the table at Harry and Ron who sat in a dark room lit by candles in the dungeons serving their detention. "What are you looking at?" Harry demanded. "Shut up Potter, you're the one that got us in here you little rat." Draco snarled back "You didn't have to tell Mcgonagall" Harry didn't say anything he just glared back at Draco for the rest of the detention.
When Draco finally arrived back to the common room and dropped into a chair by the fire tired from walking around and attempted to do his potions essay. With not much luck half an hour later he decided to go up to his room, he walked to the boy's dormitory where all the rest of the guys were sleeping peacefully, besides Goyle who was snoring quite awfully. He sat on his four poster bed for a second and than got back up and went over to his trunk. He opened it carefully so it didn't wake anyone up and he pulled out the old tattered diary and opened it to a random page near the end.
"How can I like someone who first of all everyone hates, and second of all hates me? I just don't understand how I could be so low to like someone like that? No wonder Hermione thinks I'm crazy, I think I'm crazy too, I just know I can't let anyone find out I like Draco Malfoy"
Draco looked up in awe, Ginny Weasley likes me? He thought. I mean, I thought it before but that was only half seriously. He closed the diary too much in awe and afraid to read any more but he then opened it and forced his eyes upon the same page and continued to read.
"I'm really proud of myself, I'm so glad I finally finished the chamber, I thought it would take me all the time here at Hogwarts". The chamber? Draco thought to himself. She can't mean the chamber of secrets? He moved his thoughts back to the page. "I don't know what would happen if anyone found out about my creations, although, I must make sure I never let this diary fall into the wrong hands considering it has all the instructions on how to get to the chamber just in case I forget". Instructions? Where, where are the instructions Ginny? "Yes, the cover of this trusty book has gotten me out of many hard times in the past." Draco turned the pages to the back cover so fast he nearly ripped out most of the pages. Here, Draco thought, this will help me get into the chamber, finally.
Draco darted from the dormitory and out of the portrait hole, he dashed down the stairs and all the way to the abandoned girls washroom on the second floor. He stood in front of the indicated sink and attempted to say the word in parsel tongue that would open the tunnel. "Shesh- dammit!" He said angrily as he dropped the book and ripped it from the floor to try again. "Shessssaa" The floor began to move and Draco's eyes darted from side to side in fear as if waiting for someone to catch him because of all the noise. The sink moved open to reveal a large tunnel leading down to where he couldn't even see. He looked at the directions in the diary again, "Jump!?" He practically screamed but then lowered his voice. "Christ, fine if I have to" He sat on the end of the tunnel with both legs in, muttered "Here goes nothing" and dived feet first into the darkness.
Draco glared across the table at Harry and Ron who sat in a dark room lit by candles in the dungeons serving their detention. "What are you looking at?" Harry demanded. "Shut up Potter, you're the one that got us in here you little rat." Draco snarled back "You didn't have to tell Mcgonagall" Harry didn't say anything he just glared back at Draco for the rest of the detention.
When Draco finally arrived back to the common room and dropped into a chair by the fire tired from walking around and attempted to do his potions essay. With not much luck half an hour later he decided to go up to his room, he walked to the boy's dormitory where all the rest of the guys were sleeping peacefully, besides Goyle who was snoring quite awfully. He sat on his four poster bed for a second and than got back up and went over to his trunk. He opened it carefully so it didn't wake anyone up and he pulled out the old tattered diary and opened it to a random page near the end.
"How can I like someone who first of all everyone hates, and second of all hates me? I just don't understand how I could be so low to like someone like that? No wonder Hermione thinks I'm crazy, I think I'm crazy too, I just know I can't let anyone find out I like Draco Malfoy"
Draco looked up in awe, Ginny Weasley likes me? He thought. I mean, I thought it before but that was only half seriously. He closed the diary too much in awe and afraid to read any more but he then opened it and forced his eyes upon the same page and continued to read.
"I'm really proud of myself, I'm so glad I finally finished the chamber, I thought it would take me all the time here at Hogwarts". The chamber? Draco thought to himself. She can't mean the chamber of secrets? He moved his thoughts back to the page. "I don't know what would happen if anyone found out about my creations, although, I must make sure I never let this diary fall into the wrong hands considering it has all the instructions on how to get to the chamber just in case I forget". Instructions? Where, where are the instructions Ginny? "Yes, the cover of this trusty book has gotten me out of many hard times in the past." Draco turned the pages to the back cover so fast he nearly ripped out most of the pages. Here, Draco thought, this will help me get into the chamber, finally.
Draco darted from the dormitory and out of the portrait hole, he dashed down the stairs and all the way to the abandoned girls washroom on the second floor. He stood in front of the indicated sink and attempted to say the word in parsel tongue that would open the tunnel. "Shesh- dammit!" He said angrily as he dropped the book and ripped it from the floor to try again. "Shessssaa" The floor began to move and Draco's eyes darted from side to side in fear as if waiting for someone to catch him because of all the noise. The sink moved open to reveal a large tunnel leading down to where he couldn't even see. He looked at the directions in the diary again, "Jump!?" He practically screamed but then lowered his voice. "Christ, fine if I have to" He sat on the end of the tunnel with both legs in, muttered "Here goes nothing" and dived feet first into the darkness.