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Title: Dear Diary
Chapter: #2 Draco, Life
Author: Jenn (Aka. DreamBerry, The girl who lived)
Rating: Humours kinda nothing really happens
For the ppl: This chapter came quick but don't expect the 4th for a... Well I'll get it as quickly as possible.
He lay in the long grass of the grounds of Hogwarts.
--- He felt arms enclose his battered body and he felt strangely safe in this room of tortured memories. He wanted those arms to carry him out of this horrible place. But he somehow knew that the arms where not strong enough, and that he would have to do it himself. And the warm embrace was only there to give him hope and help; he would have to find a way to find the strength to take hold of his own destiny himself. But for now all he needed was those arms to hold him and sooth him as he tearlessly cried.
This dream had been haunting him since the first days of school. He didn't mind it much for it wasn't only painful. The embrace reminded him vaguely of his mother of when he was smaller and he would run to her for comfort; that was before he found out that his father would punish her for it. ---
This was the best place just to forget his memories, forget what he'd done, even who he was. For when he was there surrounded by nothing but grass, it didn't matter what he was just that he was.
He sighed and sat up. His next class would be starting soon. He glanced around as his eyes adjusted to the bright sun for they had been closed and shaded for almost two hours. He spotted the three do-gooders of Hogwarts running along the shorter grass on their way to see their large friend Hagrid, the grounds keeper of the school. They where smiling as they ran, less a care in the world. Draco snorted, what idiots they looked but his eyes followed the girl for a moment longer than they should have. Her golden fuzz of hair cascaded behind her as she ran to catch the boys and the boys in turn ran after each other.
Her hair in the golden sunlight looked much more flowing than fuzzy, and if he could have seen her eyes from this distance he knew he would have seen her light brown eyes ablaze with laughter. He could almost here there laughter from his far corner of the world. He would never admit it but his heart ached to be this carefree. He lay back down momentarily before getting up and walking solemnly back to the real world where he had to be whom he was and freedom was left behind. Hermione noticed the boy walking back towards the school. He didn't know that she was watching him, he hadn't noticed yet had been watching him for the past week, every chance she got. She knew it might just be her imagination, but he seemed to fit the diary entry more and more every day. She knew she could find out if it was he, she just didn't know what she would or could do about it.
Yah I know the chapters are short... I'm sorry but that's just the way I write!
Thanks for taking the time to read it, I hope you liked it please Review.
Title: Dear Diary
Chapter: #2 Draco, Life
Author: Jenn (Aka. DreamBerry, The girl who lived)
Rating: Humours kinda nothing really happens
For the ppl: This chapter came quick but don't expect the 4th for a... Well I'll get it as quickly as possible.
He lay in the long grass of the grounds of Hogwarts.
--- He felt arms enclose his battered body and he felt strangely safe in this room of tortured memories. He wanted those arms to carry him out of this horrible place. But he somehow knew that the arms where not strong enough, and that he would have to do it himself. And the warm embrace was only there to give him hope and help; he would have to find a way to find the strength to take hold of his own destiny himself. But for now all he needed was those arms to hold him and sooth him as he tearlessly cried.
This dream had been haunting him since the first days of school. He didn't mind it much for it wasn't only painful. The embrace reminded him vaguely of his mother of when he was smaller and he would run to her for comfort; that was before he found out that his father would punish her for it. ---
This was the best place just to forget his memories, forget what he'd done, even who he was. For when he was there surrounded by nothing but grass, it didn't matter what he was just that he was.
He sighed and sat up. His next class would be starting soon. He glanced around as his eyes adjusted to the bright sun for they had been closed and shaded for almost two hours. He spotted the three do-gooders of Hogwarts running along the shorter grass on their way to see their large friend Hagrid, the grounds keeper of the school. They where smiling as they ran, less a care in the world. Draco snorted, what idiots they looked but his eyes followed the girl for a moment longer than they should have. Her golden fuzz of hair cascaded behind her as she ran to catch the boys and the boys in turn ran after each other.
Her hair in the golden sunlight looked much more flowing than fuzzy, and if he could have seen her eyes from this distance he knew he would have seen her light brown eyes ablaze with laughter. He could almost here there laughter from his far corner of the world. He would never admit it but his heart ached to be this carefree. He lay back down momentarily before getting up and walking solemnly back to the real world where he had to be whom he was and freedom was left behind. Hermione noticed the boy walking back towards the school. He didn't know that she was watching him, he hadn't noticed yet had been watching him for the past week, every chance she got. She knew it might just be her imagination, but he seemed to fit the diary entry more and more every day. She knew she could find out if it was he, she just didn't know what she would or could do about it.
Yah I know the chapters are short... I'm sorry but that's just the way I write!
Thanks for taking the time to read it, I hope you liked it please Review.