Rating: PG-13 for now
Summary: Draco Malfoy's Live Journal for his 6th year. Second part of the User: quidditchlovrhp series.
Warnings: Slash (later chapters, none now) and swearing.

Pairings: RW/HG, NL/LL, HP/GW, HP/DM
Disclaimer: Not my characters, no harm done, no money made. All characters are owned by the great JKR.

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Draco Malfoy's Journal

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Name: silverevil46

Location: Malfoy Manor, United Kingdom

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Bio: I'm a gorgeous bloke with blonde hair and blue eyes. I live with my beyond rich parents in our murderous mansion. I have a lot to live up to, but that doesn't mean I have to.I live with my mum and dad in our manor. I doubt you could find it though, as only purebloods can enter alone, and only Malfoy's can get in. I suppose I should write more, but why bother? This is a muggle site... Ugh...

Interests: blokes, chess, draco malfoy, harassing fellow students, looking gorgeous, me, muggle guitar being spoiled, muggle rock n roll, my alone time, my hair, myself, oranges, painting, poetry, potions, purebloods, quidditch, reading, the dark arts, tree by the lake.Remove some

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Monday September 8

Morning

There is a fly flying into the compter's screen right now. It must be suicidal or attracted to the light. Each bump echoes a faint 'tink' sort of sound.

Well, whatever… The kamikaze bug is dead now. I killed it.

I'm not in a very good mood right now… This has nothing to do with getting kicked off the quidditch team, though. I must admit I am a little relieved that have been kicked off. I wouldn't have to lose anymore games and I wouldn't have to fear for my well-being in the locker rooms. My mood has to do more with the fact that I cannot even wander outside without being bombarded with questions.

Last night I went outside to my favorite tree… Yes I, the evil and emotionless Draco Malfoy, like to sit under a favorite tree at night and write poems. I like hearing all of the chirruping crickets; it is very peaceful for the mind. Try it sometime; it would do you a world of good I'm sure.

So there I was, sitting under my tree and listening to the peaceful night sounds when suddenly the crickets stopped chirruping. Someone was approaching me. Now you probably understand that basically all of the student body hates me, so it was in my best interest to defend myself- so I pulled out my wand and tried to think of a good curse. I glued myself to the side of the tree, hoping the person wouldn't see me and waited. I was hoping they would wander off somewhere else, but no. They sat at the opposite end of my tree, not five feet away from me. I almost wanted to scream right then, how dare this person sit at my tree and cause the peaceful crickets to stop singing! But, I didn't do anything. I just sat, and waited.

I didn't have to wait long. They started talking to themselves, but they were mumbling and I could only understand a few words. It was a boy. They seemed almost on the edge of tears… Almost.

I don't like being around people when they are all emotional and stuff- like this boy was doing, so I was becoming uncomfortable. I decided to quietly walk away.

I forgot that I had wrapped my coat around my legs for warmth, and tripped over my own feet. Needless to say my head hit something hard and bruising and I yelped. Yes, I yelped... The boy heard me, and called out, "Who's there?!"

I was in for it now. I jumped up and started to run, coat in hand. There was the sound of feet charging after me, and I thought I was faster then them, but I was wrong. I almost fell again when this person grabbed my coat, but I let it go and ran towards the castle. Luckily I got in with enough time to spare so I could hide under some of the curtains hanging from one of the windows. The mysterious person never came back in. I waited half and hour and there was still o sign of them, so I went to bed.

Thanks to this mystery person I now have a gash on my cheek, which will surely scar, and a missing coat. That coat cost nearly fifty galleons! And I have a gash on my face! I will have a scar!

On another note, I am pretty sure why everyone hates me.

Most every Slytherin now knows of my un-allegiance to The Dark Lord, and they all look down on me. They have probably all told their parents and my parents will find out. How soon, I won't guess. They all think I am being a royal git, which in a way is true- revenge is a dish best served cold. I like cold food.

Also: Tuesday is the start of my turn in the bet with Potter. Joy.

-DM

Mood: irritated

Well, for those of you who do not have access to the interactive LJ, here is the fanfiction version. It will not be interactive, but I am still going to use the other one (the LJ one that is) for the interactive part. Because the interactive version's replies are not part of this story, I am afraid they are not going to be in this version.