A/n: Okay another letter. WHOOP, WHOOP!
Dear Mother,
Why must all Slytherins be so dumb? I swear, we act like bloody fools around Ravenclaws. At least we're smarter than those dumbo Gryffindors. Well, except Granger. She makes Dumbledore look like a dumb-ass.
Blaise keeps nudging me. Honestly, how many times do I have to tell this boy: EAT SOME MEAT!
His elbows are so BONY!
Why am I even talking about this? I better tell you what's important, not about Blaise's stupid, bony elbows.
Dumbledore announced last night that there will be a tournament. Three students will be chosen to compete, but you already knew that. You're a sponser I hear. Why does nobody tell me these things?
Anyway, I know that "fate" chooses the players, but I'm willing to bet my allowence that Potter is chosen. He always winds up getting pulled into crap like that. It makes me almost sorry for the bloke.
Almost.
Apprantly, names will be drawn from some dumb cup.
Hmph, original.
I hear it's dangerous. Don't we all got enough danger?
More information on that will come later, though, but you'll hear about it before me I assume.
Oh ya! I stole Hermione Granger's diary from her. I know you don't like me tormenting muggleborns, but it's not because she's a muggleborn. It's because I just don't like her.
That makes it better, doesn't it?
Okay, maybe it doesn't. Maybe I like her a bit.
Ew! I DIDN'T MEAN IT THAT WAY! I meant...
I actually don't know what the hell I meant...
Would you disown me if I did like her? NOT THAT I DO!
This letter is freakin' retarted. I'm just going to end it here. It's not like I kissed Hermione in the library when no one was looking and that's why I'm so caught up on this subject!
PFFT, THAT SO DID NOT HAPPEN!
Sincerely,
Draco
P.s. Reply soon. And send some candy. =) Love you, mother.