| Tuesday Morning - September 9, 1997 |
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| 03:36pm 12/08/2003 |
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mood:  determined
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Had another one of those dreams lastnight, in which Daphne came to visit me. Always the same... Never looks like the Daphne I knew... instead she appears to me as the age that she would be now. Her visitations never seem to have a purpose... never seem to correspond to what is going on in my awakened state...
Was an interesting day yesterday was. Seems Pansy and Draco have made this... arrangement. For appearance sake they are dating. It is supposed be some sort of coverup for something... and supposedly will allow she and I to spend time together without the pressures we would otherwise face, especially with the difference in our age. Sound thinking, I guess.
One thing that has come about from all of this... is my realization that emotion does indeed make one weak and more malliable to the will of others. Draco shared with me lastnight... the secret of his own success... something that I will seek to perfect. |
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| Pansy Parkinson |
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| 11:34am 05/09/1997 |
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mood:  shocked
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Had forgotten something in the Common Room prior to going to bed lastnight. So, I wandered down to get it, and who should I run into? Pansy. She was trying hard to hide it, but I could see that she had been crying. Seems that Draco has gone and gotten a craving for the taste of Mudblood - Granger, to be exact - and has begun treating Pansy in a rather deplorable manner.
I am stunned. If I had not seen it for my very own eyes, I would not believe it. But there he was... just as plain as day, escorting her out of our dormitories, as if he hadn't a care in the world. Has he gone completely mental? Purebloods and Muggleborns just don't mix.
Now, there have been a lot of pranks going about. A lot of instances of snogging truffles being eaten... and students snogging in the halls and everywhere else... But something seems to tell me this isn't the case with Draco... I just never thought I would live to see the day... Draco Malfoy...snogging a Mudblood. Tell me it isn't so...
Anyway, I tried to console Pansy the best I could... She was pretty distraught... Well, about as distraught as we Slytherins allow ourselves to get...
Draco and a Mudblood... Go figure!
I'm not quite sure what to think about it all. Pansy was afraid that I was going to be mad at her, simply because Draco is. Nah... He's stepped over the line on this one... to a place that I simply cannot or will not follow. I'm no lover of Muggles... and Mudbloods... Well, they're not much better... To do so... Well, that just goes entirely against my breeding and all that I've been taught to believe.
For four years I have looked up to him. Idolized him. Admired everything he has done... and now... this. Has my admiration and loyalty been so drastically misguided? ::pauses in his writing and shakes his head:: No, I may have looked up to him in the past, but I simply cannot condone this sort of behavior. He's on his own...I'll stick to my own kind, thank you. |
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| 07:34am 05/09/1997 |
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mood:  chipper
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I can't believe my luck! Can you actually believe it?? Draco AND Pansy have asked me to complete a task for them! This is my opportunity to prove myself to Draco. To prove my usefulness. Certainly not going to mess this one up. My luck is beginning to take a positive turn. |
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