Dear Diary,

Today was my first day at Hogwarts, and everything is very cool. I found out that the boy who I met was Harry Potter, the boy who killed the Dark Lord. (Father tells me to call him that, but I don't understand why we can't call him by his name; Voldemort). Potter seems like a stuck up boy, and he was sorted into Gryffindor- no surprises. The good old 'brave' house.

I was sorted into Slytherin. I wrote a letter to my father using a school owl, to tell him I had been sorted into the same house he was in. He replied, and told me he was proud. He then scolded me because I used a tawny school owl, and Malfoy's always have their own things. He sent me an owl soon after, and it was a very handsome eagle owl. I named him Helios, after the Greek Sun god.

I share a dormitory with four other boys; Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle. Crabbe and Goyle are rather stupid. But Blaise seems like a good friend, and Theo is very shy. There was a girl called Pansy who is also in Slytherin, but she always talks to me and smiles. I find it extremely creepy.

I noticed a girl talking to Harry Potter during the feast. Her name was Hermione Ginger or something. She is also in Gryffindor. She and Potter were sitting with another read head boy. Father has told me all about the red heads. They're extremely poor, with lots of children, and an unfortunate last name. The Weasleys. The girl is very pretty though. She has brown curls and chocolate brown eyes.

The Slytherin common room is in the dungeons, and is under the lake. Everything is green, and I like it that way. Green is my favourite colour. There are black sofas and a green fire in the wall. It looked very expensive, and there are silver plagues and lockets around the room, decorated with snakes.

It is almost past curfew, and the prefects will be coming soon, so I have to blow out the candles soon. Blaise, Theo, Crabbe and Goyle are already snoring. I have to cast a silencing charm to fall asleep. Lucky I learnt how to produce one when I was reading on the Hogwarts express.

P.S. I saw the pretty girl on the train too; she stopped outside the compartment Weasley and Potter were in. I wish she saw me.

Sincerely,

Draco Malfoy