This is my diary… property of Draco Malfoy. I utterly refuse to write the 'dear diary' rubbish as I am far too sophisticated to be using that. This is some sort of gift for making it to my sixth year of Hogwarts. I suspect my father thought I would have been expelled by now for killing Potter. I think he might be a tad disappointed…
Name: Draco Lucius Malfoy. Yes I have my father's name as my middle name. It is a family tradition.
D.O.B: November 8th. I expect all gifts to be mailed to my home address which is MALFOY MANOR.
Favourite Colour: Grey.
That's it; I refuse to fill out any more forms!!! I have far better things to do with my time!!
-'He seems a bit conceited doesn't he mate?' Ron asked.
'What do you expect, this is Malfoy!' Harry told him-
Monday
Today I got given this book. My father told me to do something useful with it… so I am going to write everything about myself that is possible.
I HATE Potter with a vengeance. He is the boy-who-lived-just-to-make-my-life-a-living-hell. It's a bit of a mouthful isn't it? My supposedly best friend is Blaise. He is the most peculiar person I know. He is taking Muggle Studies for crying out loud! He's the only other Slytherin, apart from me, who doesn't aspire to be a Death Eater.
Damn. My father is yelling at me to come downstairs. I think he discovered the vase that I broke.
Tuesday
I am not allowed the new broom that my father promised me. Apparently that vase had my great-great-great grandfather's ashes in it and I swept them into the fire. Now we have a new ghost in the manor and father isn't very happy. What?! It wasn't entirely my fault. There was a damn coffee table in the way when I was going into the parlour!
Wednesday
I got my letter from school and I have my suspicions about the new Defence against the Dark Arts teacher. I mean, what sane person would tell us to buy a book about-
Oh no… an owl just flew into my window.
Crap!! I just got a letter from my great aunt and she's threatening to cut me out of her will!
Dear Draco Lucius Malfoy,
I am not very happy with you. Here I am, an ailing old woman with no one to talk to, and you can't even be bothered to send me one scrap of parchment asking me how I am. Do you expect that I will leave you my money if you ignore my existence completely? I will cut you out of my will if you do not reply to this letter!
-Aunty Penelope.
The bloody old bat can't be serious! I'm counting on that so I can leave home! There's no way I'm going to become a Death Eater!! I suppose I better figure out what to write…
Dear Aunty Penelope,
I am so sorry-
Wait, I'm not sorry, and I bet she'll be able to tell I'm lying.
I am sorry that you mistook my silence for carelessness on my behalf. You see, I have been incredibly busy with schoolwork. We got eight essays and three assignments to do over the holidays, so I had no time whatsoever to even relax, let alone write to my dear old aunt!
I wonder if she'll take offence to the 'old aunt' remark.
-'Is this going anywhere?' Harry asked Ron suddenly.
'Let's skip a few pages.' Ron muttered-
Monday
The most bizarre thing happened today. I woke up outside the Gryffindor common room. I don't know how I even got there! I wonder if I'm losing my mind. Oh well, got to go, I have to go to breakfast.
I have officially lost my mind. Granger said she found me in her dormitory this morning!! I thought that was a dream!! I had a dream that I went there and then I woke up outside their common room… but it turns out the first bit wasn't a dream. Someone obviously hates me.
Tuesday
It happened again today so Hermione and I went to the library. She's not really that bad. Oh Blaise is coming and I don't want him to see-
-Harry stared at the page where it left off and let out a cry of frustration. It was lunchtime and they had managed to spy on a Slytherin, to get the password, while wearing the invisibility cloak, and had snuck into the common room when it had been empty. It hadn't taken too long to find Malfoy's dorm-bed, as it was the only one with multiple mirrors hanging up everywhere. He even had a life-sized picture of himself that was winking outrageously at the two. Ron made a disgusted noise and the two boys gagged.
'Did that read what I think it does?' Ron asked after a moment. 'Did Malfoy just write that Hermione isn't that bad?'
'We have to warn her.' Harry said. 'Before it's too late!'-
A/N: Lol, there you go; two chapters in one night!!