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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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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Tuesday- September 18

I was in a cheery mood today, and that is my only excuse for what happened.

Most of the responses to my last entry seemed to all agree on one thing: That I was acting quite the git when I insulted that Hufflepuff bloke. So, in my cheery mood that also seemed to lay upon me a guilty feeling, I approached the Huffelpuff and apologized to him. And so he asked if I would like to catch a bite to eat sometime and, because I was feeling pleased with myself, I agreed.

And now that I am in a sane mood I wonder what in the name of Merlin was I thinking.

Did I agree to go on a date, or merely an afternoon tryst? But now that I think about, tryst does have more then one meaning. Perhaps this is a meeting between lovers? Pfft, I think not. So surely this is simply a meeting that has been agreed upon by both sides? Yes, surely it is.

Alright, before I get into a heated discussion with... myself, on the meaning of 'tryst', new topic. But firstlet me assure you, I do not want to have anymore meetings with this boy, this will be our only one. I do not like him.

I received a letter from Mother late last night. Why she wrote me ,I haven't a clue, as the letter was rather dull.

Son,

How are you doing? It is rather boring here, and I feel that I will soon go mad from the lack of communication. Don't bother mentioning that the House Elves are good for a chat, I've already tried that once. The poor creature seemed ready to faint when I tried to strike up a conversation, so I dismissed it and took a nap in the morning room, again. I know I shouldn't have done that, as the couch will start to get thread bare if I keep this up, but I'm afraid I just don't have the heart to sleep in strike our /strike my room.

I haven't received any notification on your Father's whereabouts, but I suppose I shall receive something in due time. Or perhaps he feels I have abandoned him, which I highly doubt is the case. But with your Father, one never knows. If you recieve anything from him, would you please send a copy of it tome? I fear he is one of his moods again.

Are you still receiving the Daily Profit? It grows more interesting with the passing of each day.

I've included a bag of fudge for you, as I know how you love it. All I ask is that you don't eat it all at once, for you could get a stomach ache. Surely you remember when you were younger, and you had found your way into the kitchens? I remember your Father was extremely displeased. But I shouldn't think of your Father right now, as it makes my heart flounder at the thought of him.

I do hope I receive your reply within the week; how I miss your repartee.

,Your mother.

Sometimes I wonder about her, and how she can stand doing what she does. Father is most likely gone, never to return, and still she sits patiently like a good wife, waiting for a reply. I don't think I could ever be that patient. And she tells me her 'heart flounders at the thought of him'? I've never heard that expression cross her lips before. Perhaps the boredom really is getting to her.

I met with Potter yesterday, but it didn't go as planned. But then again, things never do go as planned do they? Our meeting was shortlived, as a few of his 'good friends' ruined it for us. Ah well, at least he has his flower.

Ye Gods! By flower I meant the one I gave him when I saw him yesterday, not "that" flower.

But I shouldn't think of Potter right now, as it makes my heart flounder at the thought of him.

Apparently that weasel girl is back from her stay in the hospital wing. A rumor has been going around that I hexed her, oh how I wish it was true.

So now that girl is back, I haven't had a decent meeting with Potter, I have a tryst with a Hufflepuff to look foreword to, and my Mother is losing her sanity. It seems I look foreword to a delightful future, eh?

DM

Heh, I just couldn't resist that flower comment XD

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