Hola. Me llamo Draco. Como estas?
So, how's my Spanish? Mother wants me to practice more but all I can remember is how to say Hello, My name is Draco, and How are you. I should find a tutor. Just for vocabulary. I know how to do all of the verb conjugations and stuff. Maybe I'll ask Potter if he knows anyone who can speak Spanish.
Speaking of Potter, detention with him, Ginevra, and Flint was today. That was one of the worst times of my life. Flint spent the whole time staring at Ginevra. I really wanted to strangle him. Of course, if I did, I would die. Well, maybe not die. I'd probably just get fired and then die. Joy.
So, today Potter asked me the stupidest question ever. I mean, seriously.
"Malfoy."
"Yes Pothead?"
"Actually, that was my question. Do you even comprehend the meaning of Pothead?"
"What doe you mean?"
"Well, pothead is a muggle term for someone who does pot a lot, and I was just wondering if you knew what it meant."
"Of course I know what it means! I may be a pureblood who acts like he hates muggles, but I'm really not. I have seen a muggle movie or two. Pothead was in one of these movies and it just sounded so much like your name, I stuck with it. The muggle movies are a lot better than ours. Have you ever seen any of them? They're quite excellent."
During my little speech to Potter about movies Ginny and Flint looked up and they both looked shocked, as did Potter. Maybe I should have just stuck with the hating muggle stuff. Oh well.
Hang on, owl.
That was Potter apologizing to me about the pothead thing. I sent him a thing back saying it was ok and asking if he knew someone who could speak Spanish. I'm not sure why we're owling each other when his room is right next to mine. We share a goddamn bathroom. He could easily walk into my room if he wanted.
Potter's owl is back. He said that the only person he knows that knows how to speak Spanish is his cousin Dudley, who he says I should stay far far away from and Ginny. I guess I'll have to ask her for a bit of help. That'll totally suck. I can picture her laughing in my face for asking for her help. She'll never help me. Although, it couldn't hurt to ask.
Okay, I just sent her the owl and am waiting for her reply. I'll rest while waiting. Goodbye and please burn.
DAM
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here y'all go. Terribly sorry that this took so long. I got sidetracked with other stuff and kept on reading other fics and reviewing them and stuff. Anyway, thanks to all of you reviewers and readers.
SeraphStar: I'm glad that you liked the nicknames. What instrument do you play in your marching band? Is it one of those marching bands where you get to do those nifty formations all over fields and stuff? Those have always looked like fun. My school is to small, so the only marching thing we do is having the regular band members march in parades like the Memorial Day one and play at the homecoming football game. It's not a lot of fun, especially the game, because our football team sucks and we always lose. Anyway, I got the subliminal message, it just took a bit. Thanks for reviewing.
xnishax08: I'm so glad that you like my story and it's good that it's different. I updated. Wahoo! Thanks for reviewing.
Ashen: Is it good or bad that this reminded you of your diary? Or scary...hmm. Anyway, your diary entry was quite...interesting! Very amusing though. I'm glad that you enjoyed reading from your diary and I came up with two new chapters for you. And everyone else...wow, that must make you feel special. I wanted to have this up a while ago, so I hope it didn't seem like a long wait. Thanks for reviewing!
Verny: I'm glad you liked it. Really glad. Men in my world don't say icky either, except for my brother and friends, but that's only when they're mimicking me. Oh well. I'm overjoyed that you love the fic, and I hope you review again. Thanks for reviewing.
DISCLAIMER: this isn't mine. Well, the plot and stuff is, but none of the characters. Hey, Derek's mine isn't he. Wow. I own a character. YAY!
So, how's my Spanish? Mother wants me to practice more but all I can remember is how to say Hello, My name is Draco, and How are you. I should find a tutor. Just for vocabulary. I know how to do all of the verb conjugations and stuff. Maybe I'll ask Potter if he knows anyone who can speak Spanish.
Speaking of Potter, detention with him, Ginevra, and Flint was today. That was one of the worst times of my life. Flint spent the whole time staring at Ginevra. I really wanted to strangle him. Of course, if I did, I would die. Well, maybe not die. I'd probably just get fired and then die. Joy.
So, today Potter asked me the stupidest question ever. I mean, seriously.
"Malfoy."
"Yes Pothead?"
"Actually, that was my question. Do you even comprehend the meaning of Pothead?"
"What doe you mean?"
"Well, pothead is a muggle term for someone who does pot a lot, and I was just wondering if you knew what it meant."
"Of course I know what it means! I may be a pureblood who acts like he hates muggles, but I'm really not. I have seen a muggle movie or two. Pothead was in one of these movies and it just sounded so much like your name, I stuck with it. The muggle movies are a lot better than ours. Have you ever seen any of them? They're quite excellent."
During my little speech to Potter about movies Ginny and Flint looked up and they both looked shocked, as did Potter. Maybe I should have just stuck with the hating muggle stuff. Oh well.
Hang on, owl.
That was Potter apologizing to me about the pothead thing. I sent him a thing back saying it was ok and asking if he knew someone who could speak Spanish. I'm not sure why we're owling each other when his room is right next to mine. We share a goddamn bathroom. He could easily walk into my room if he wanted.
Potter's owl is back. He said that the only person he knows that knows how to speak Spanish is his cousin Dudley, who he says I should stay far far away from and Ginny. I guess I'll have to ask her for a bit of help. That'll totally suck. I can picture her laughing in my face for asking for her help. She'll never help me. Although, it couldn't hurt to ask.
Okay, I just sent her the owl and am waiting for her reply. I'll rest while waiting. Goodbye and please burn.
DAM
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here y'all go. Terribly sorry that this took so long. I got sidetracked with other stuff and kept on reading other fics and reviewing them and stuff. Anyway, thanks to all of you reviewers and readers.
SeraphStar: I'm glad that you liked the nicknames. What instrument do you play in your marching band? Is it one of those marching bands where you get to do those nifty formations all over fields and stuff? Those have always looked like fun. My school is to small, so the only marching thing we do is having the regular band members march in parades like the Memorial Day one and play at the homecoming football game. It's not a lot of fun, especially the game, because our football team sucks and we always lose. Anyway, I got the subliminal message, it just took a bit. Thanks for reviewing.
xnishax08: I'm so glad that you like my story and it's good that it's different. I updated. Wahoo! Thanks for reviewing.
Ashen: Is it good or bad that this reminded you of your diary? Or scary...hmm. Anyway, your diary entry was quite...interesting! Very amusing though. I'm glad that you enjoyed reading from your diary and I came up with two new chapters for you. And everyone else...wow, that must make you feel special. I wanted to have this up a while ago, so I hope it didn't seem like a long wait. Thanks for reviewing!
Verny: I'm glad you liked it. Really glad. Men in my world don't say icky either, except for my brother and friends, but that's only when they're mimicking me. Oh well. I'm overjoyed that you love the fic, and I hope you review again. Thanks for reviewing.
DISCLAIMER: this isn't mine. Well, the plot and stuff is, but none of the characters. Hey, Derek's mine isn't he. Wow. I own a character. YAY!