From the Desk of Draco Malfoy

Chapter 4

Friday, September 18th

One day I will kill Daniel Nickerson.

Saturday, September 19th

I'm adding Blaise and Theo to that too. I guess it's a kill list now, since it has more than one name on it. Why can't people just leave me alone? Pansy's not fucking worried about me, she's too caught up in Theo to even notice but there's fucking Theo. I know he doesn't know, he can't, I've covered my tracks. He knows I'm drinking too much though but he would too if he had to live in my head. They could have just left, when they saw Granger, but no, they had to push it.

Last night was.. I don't know what it was, it just happened. I thought Granger was going to bolt, or hex us, but she settled. It was fine, until bloody Blaise brought up The Manor. He knows we don't fucking talk about that and the look on her face showed she doesn't either. Then mentioning Weasley made that look on her face worse. I don't know what happened between them, they seem fine, the golden trio is still as close as three dragon eggs in a nest, but something had definitely happened with her and Weasley.

So I asked her the first thing that popped in my head, that article from Witch Weekly that had speculated about her club hopping and hooking up with guys all through London over the summer. That hit a different nerve and I thought she wasn't going to pull the flask from her mouth. I just wanted to distract her but all my plans are shit, we already know this.

The whiskey was getting to her though and she slipped out that she was a fucking virgin, of course she is. Thank the gods it was getting late, I didn't need Blaise or Theo saying something else stupid. It's times like this that I miss Crabbe and Goyle, at least they kept their mouths shut.

I fucking held her hand, she was unsteady when she stood up and I just forgot to let go. I don't actually know why I kept hold of it while we walked back to the castle. It was nice to touch someone again, warm, but it was fucking Granger. She didn't pull away though. I don't even know what that might fucking mean.