Chapter one: Reading the diary.
Hello All! This is an RPG I am writing at Open Diary, and felt that I would like to post it here for you all to enjoy! Tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: The charachters belong to JK Rowling, I just own the Plot
Warning: This is going to flux a bit, if i dont like it, or the way it is going, i will try to fix it but i cant make any promises, my #1 dedication is Trust Me, so this is really just on the side. Enjoy!
In the Past
Dear Diary,
I saw the most gorgeous boy today. Platinum blonde hair and storm gray eyes belonging to a rather even heighted figure brushed past me today, looking rather nervous. I know I was, at the thought of what might come. For the sorting, I thought we would have to prove some sort of magical skill. I hear the famous Harry Potter is in our school. I found later that the vision I had run into before, was named Draco Malfoy. He had walked up to Harry Potter himself, but I never knew how ungrateful Harry Potter really was, for at Draco's kind advice, he simply turned Draco away, insinuating that he was some horrible being! I could see the outrage on Malfoy's nervous face, and mustered up some courage to talk to him, slightly frightened. A tall woman in a greenish hat began to lead us into the Great Hall of the castle.
I said hello to him as we walked up the thin aisle to the front, and he merely smiled at me, and I introduced myself. "What house do you reckon you will be put into?" He asked me suspiciously, without introducing himself. I told him I wanted to be put in Slytherin, for my whole family has a reputation for being ambitious, and I must admit, a little impatient. He smiled at me. "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you really, care to join my friends and I?" he asked. Being void of any companions at the time, I obliged, gratefully. I asked him what Harry Potter had said to him. "Oh him? He is nothing more than a clot, I met him at Madame Malkins Robes for All Occasions, he is really quite clueless, having lived with those muggles, and all," he said to me in nothing more than a drawl. He didn't seem to care that he had been dismissed by the 'famous' Harry Potter. "My father has told me about him," he continued. "Dark Lord snuffed his parents. Bit curious really, he never really told me much else, probably because he doesn't know much about it." Then, the woman who had led us into the great hall, McGonagall, I think it was, called out his name, and he merely brushed by me again, without so much as a look. The hat, which I hadn't noticed before, had been talking! The hat sorted Draco into Slytherin, and I prayed with all my might that I might be sorted there. I dreaded being sorted into Ravenclaw, or even worse Hufflepuff, but most of all, I had heard of the Slytherin/ Gryffindor rivalry, and shuddered at the thought of being placed as an enemy of my only friend thus far. Soon after Malfoy, I was called. I gulped and made my way up to the stool, and McGonagall placed the hat on my head. It spoke to me, mulling around my thoughts, when it found my thoughts of Malfoy. I looked at him, and he seemed to be concentrating on me, though trying to look like he didnt care at the same time. The sorting hat said something about me being rather a lot like him in terms of ambitions, and, to my great joy, sorted me into "SLYTHERIN!" I strode toward the clapping Slytherin table and caught Draco's eye. He grinned. I knew this would be a good friendship. I began to speak to him, when suddenly, McGonagall said Harry Potter's name, and most of the Hall went quiet. It seemed to mull a little bit, and I noticed Potter's eyes were clenched shut and he was muttering something indistinctive. Eventually, the hat yelled out "Gryffindor" and I knew, by the look on Malfoy's face, that they were now, officially enemies. Potter sat beside a redheaded boy that had joined Potter in laughing at Draco's name earlier, and Draco explained to me that that was a Weasley. When I asked him what in the world a 'Weasley' was, he merely chuckled, saying that it was a wizarding family that had too little money and too many children. I laughed. We soon began to eat. The conversation was brilliant, and I made more friends as more girls came to the table and introduced themselves. It was the time of my life. I can't wait to see what classes will bring! Well, goodnight now.
Pansy Raven Parkinson
Present Time
I wrote that on the first day of school, the first time I ever set eyes on the brilliant Draco Malfoy.