A/N: This chapter is on a short side. I wanted to try a different method of writing too plus I have a very important exam in the coming days, aghh. Also, guys ultimatum always backfire, but please do review. Writing anything is fulfilling but I have no idea if half of what I am writing is even good or not. I, personally, know its hard to write reviews even when you really really like the story but there is no other way of taking feedback. Its hard to get yourself up to write if I don't get any reviews at all. Just try, alright? REVIEWS!

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Chapter 4: Draco, Diary & Danger

{the following are the extracts of the journal of Draco Lucius Malfoy, of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Malfoy}

Wednesday; 8th September 1993

I don't even know why I am writing in this stupid thing. Probably would not have even thought of it, but that incident in the oaf's class has made me confused. Mother said that writing in a diary journal is a good remedy when faced with conflicting thoughts. Father doesn't know about it, because if he did, he would have certainly not allowed this to exist…

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I think the reason why mother gave me this was because she knew that I don't have anyone to talk to. I haven't told her anything of course, the mere idea is preposterous, but it, in hindsight, it looks obvious. I didn't really put up with the correspondence with pansy and only met the two loggerheads infrequently, when we went to a ball or a ministry event since father of course is invited everywhere by the minister of magic, himself.

Mother must have understood that Crabbe and Goyle aren't exactly the most receptive to conversations. Zabini was again with his mum, going somewhere exotic with her new lover. Poof, what a droll….and Nott. I thought he was pathetic but with what he said about grang that mudblood yesterday, he is creepy.

Ughh, that reminds me of Potter and his sidekick, Weasel. It's weird, or rather, unexpected that Weasel doesn't retort angrily or becomes red like his hair now. He just jibes back at me and goes on. It's not like I want to talk to some shoddy Gryffindors or something, what a load of tripe. It's just that weasel isn't one to think before he speaks.

Apart from Weasel, there's Potter. I know he knows and he knows that I know. I guess even his two sidekicks know now. I think that they are the sort of friends that share everything. It seems ni-... Who cares? I would rather die than be friends with mudbloods and blood traitors.

Anyway, when that great big brute of a beast- buckbeak, what sort of drudgery of a name is it?-was going to swipe at me, Potter tried to save me. I know I saw that. I know. It doesn't matter whether he denies it or not, but why did he do it? Why would he even care to save me, knowing that I was messing up his big giant buddy's class? Hmpph, class! What a joke.

Alright Alright, you are a bloody diar journal anyway, who are you gonna speak to? My charms book? I admit that I was messing up that idiot's class because honestly this place is going to the dogs. Him? Being a professor? I doubt he even knows how to spell professor. In fact, I am sure that the oaf doesn't even know how to spell his name, let alone write it.

Friday; 10th September 1993

I don't have anything else to do. I'm sitting in my dorm, alone, while the rest of my classmates are indulging in different forms of skullduggery. Crabbe and Goyle are still down in the great hall, stuffing their faces. Those two dunderheads will not be back till Filch throws them out...or I call them. It's pathetic how much they obey me. Just like their idiot fathers. Father always told me that they will always obey me because I'm their better. I don't know what that means exactly but these two were never anything other than what father told me. Always cowering, huh, it's despicable.

Blaise is flirting with another Ravenclaw, probably while Nott is…. I don't give a damn where he is. I'm trying to avoid him since he told me his weird epiphany of seizing our legacies. Yeah, his legacy of being a boot licker. 'Generations of Notts have licked Malfoy's boots. We clean them, shine em, spiff em..' Who does he think he is? Does he seriously think that if he maims her or goes too far, nothing will happen? He is just a Nott.

Speaking of avoiding people, I am trying to hide from Parkinson, for some time, because she is suffocating. Even during that hippogriff incident, she was upon me, even though nothing happened to me…..because of Potter…. She keeps trying to be my 'companion'. Yesterday, She-and-whats her name- Selwyn, Eleanor Selwyn, yes, they were trying to bully some first-years and they didn't realize that they were bullying Greengrass's younger sister. It was fun to see her and Tracey Davis ripping both of them off in front of everyone. It could have been worse, at least Bulstrode was not there.

Father says that they were thinking of drawing up a betrothed contract in nearly 3 years and I must choose someone worthy of carrying the Malfoy bloodline. I didn't say it to his face but it is so weird and wrong that I have to choose someone now. Obviously, everyone wants to be a Malfoy but I don't want to bother with it now. I mean, I don't even know anyone properly on the lists.

Mother says that's why Pansy is so affectionate now, she wants to secure her future. Well, she did lock her future, I am never being with her. I wouldn't say no to Davis, mind you. Well, who would say no to her?

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Anyway, I have more to add on the interactions with the Gryffindor heroes, ughh. I taunted him regarding black today, and he just smiled at me like he knew something I don't. The guy gave his parents to the dark lord? Jeez, weren't Gryffindors supposed to be brave? Weasel just laughed the whole time while the mudblood ignored everyone. Why does she even bother to do any work in Professor Snape's class? He certainly would never give her any compliment or marks. What an idiot! ( the mudblood, not snape, obviously)

It was a fun class because a few cauldrons away, that wimp Longbottom was in trouble. His potion, which was supposed to be a bright, acid green, had turned — ORANGE. Hahaha. What a loser. How difficult is it to just mix the right ingredients?

Pathetic, I tell you.

Also, just for future recollection, there is something odd happening with her. The mudblood. I notice that she disappears while fiddling with some necklace or….hmph. Maybe it is some sort of despicable muggle contraption.

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We had DADA then. Professor Lupin wasn't there when we arrived at his first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson. Everyone sat down, took out their books, quills, and parchment, and were talking when he finally entered the room. Oh god, how can this man be a teacher? He looked like a joke for a wizard, even Weasel wore better clothes than him and that is as low as you go.

He was as shabby as ever but looked healthier as though he had had a few square meals. I'm pretty sure that his thin figure was not due to a new year's resolution.

It was a practical lesson and Lupin took us to the staff room where Professor Snape again berated Longbottom, what a wimp he is.

Nice lesson, I guess. It's just so surprising that even after having magical powers, most of these students (ughh) are scared of such mundane things. Longbottom was predictably scared by professor snape, haha, while that half-blood-whatchamacallit- Megan Jones maybe? Small- beady-looking Gryffindor, she was scared of vultures. Why?

A weird thing happened though. (How many times I have written that now. Mother was wrong, this diary is a waste of time and space, I'm still confused and this piece of… is of no use) (I'm not cursing, it isn't worthy of being a Malfoy)

Anyway, Weasel's fear was inexplicable. It was two dead people, just laying together side-by-side. Potter pretty quickly pushed Weasel, who was shocked, away from it but I saw that the first was a bushy-haired pregnant woman and the second was a small girl with red curly hair. It couldn't be her dumpy mom but I don't know, the weasel is weird. Half the class didn't notice it before someone else was in the attention of the boggart. Lupin didn't let Potter in front of the boggart. Hmm, maybe, it would have shown the Dark Lord? That would have been…..

scary….

That's it! I'm not writing in this again. What a waste of paper.

Friday; 17th September 1993

Well, I didn't burn you because you were given to me by Mother. I have to hide you now, I don't want anyone seeing this.

Monday; 27th September 1993

I'm going to try and act a little civil towards Potter. Just a little. So that I can glean some information about why he tried to save me. He has also not retorted at all except to sarcastically shut me up a couple of times. Truth be told, it has made school boring.

Sunday; 16th October 1993

Nott is planning something. I heard him and zabini whispering in the dorm. They say they are going to tell me soon. It's going to be a surprise, the idiot said. I walked out of there.

Saturday; 22nd October 1993

I think it has something to do with granger. I heard her name a couple of times and now Nott has involved Bulstrode and Selwyn in this too. I think Daphne knows. I think I'm going to ask her.

Tuesday; 25th October 1993

Well, looks like Greengrass doesn't completely hate me. I told her what I heard and she coldly inquired whether I was in on it. After assuring her that I was not partaking in this stupidity, she said that it has something to do with granger( I knew it!) and on Halloween. She actually looks scared. Turns out they asked her and Davis to join too but they refused.

I don't know why but I promised that I would try and prevent something bad from happening and she was surprised. Well, I was too and I'm sure Mother and Father would be too. Disappointed too.

But I was happy. Astoria was looking you know. It feels new to be looked as someone good not just like a git. Oh no, I'm talking like Weasel now, that is bad.

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They finally told me, Crabbe and Goyle. They both agreed readily while I said one of us needs to be out of it to provide alibis, and the idiots believed me. I know their plan and, even I say it is a horrible thing to do to anyone, let alone her.

I have to tell them. It will be like indirectly returning a favor but I can't let this happen. It's not right. I hate mudbloods and blood traitors but this is beyond simple pranks and taunts. This can ruin her life. This will ruin her life. And leaving her alone with all four of them. No. I thought Slytherins were supposed to be cunning, not creepy and pathetic.

I have to tell Potter and weasel, somehow, without appraising everyone in Slytherin that I snitched.

Should I ask Davis and Greengrass for help? I think I should try alone first.

Friday; 28th October 1993

I have tried and tried to find time to talk to them alone but they were always with someone. Not just Gryffindors but Hufflepuffs too. I tried to speak with Potter but that arrogant idiot Macmillan came in between.

I told Davis and Greengrass and I should not have done that. Daphne was puking for 10 minutes after that. But I need help in preventing this catastrophe from happening. And it's finally nice to talk to people who are not idiots. They say they will help me. I think we are going to plan now

Sunday; 30th October 1993

Davis is a genius. I sent them the messages via her owl to both of them to sit with me during extra potions class. I, then taunted them, while passing them chits in between say. They said that they are going to provide a meeting place and time but that we need to be blindfolded in between.

I don't agree but Greengrass doesn't care. Looks like we are going.

Their letter will be here in some time now. I'm going to keep it here so that no one reads it. I think th-

I have the letter.

…..

Malfoy

Meet us in the 7th-floor corridor at 10 pm and hide behind the tapestry of Globhud the Grime. We will meet you there and take you to the 'secure place' you wanted to talk in.

Be there and don't get caught.

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A/N:

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