Wednesday December 23rd
Granger took all my razors, I knew she would. She came back and took the one she missed too. It's only symbolic, I could get another one as easily as walking into the bathroom. It's weird though, sometimes when everyone's talking I feel like I succeeded, like I did die and I'm just a ghost observing what I'd be missing but other times I feel like before. There has been so many befores I don't even know which one I mean anymore. Before Hogwarts? Before 6th year? Before the war? Before my father died? Before I tried to die?
Friday December 25th
Christmas wasn't horrible. The weasel's mother knitted me a sweater. It's actually decent but doesn't that woman have enough kids to worry about? I think she's the one who took out Bella though, so I'll have to thank her one day. I gave Granger a necklace I ordered. I had only ordered it because it reminded me of her crazy ass busting a dragon out of Gringotts. I didn't think I'd even still be here for Christmas so I never planned on giving it to her but the way her face lit up was worth it.
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From the Desk of Draco Malfoy
FanficThere's two sides to every story, and my side sucks. *Companion piece to my story Stillness. Will not make sense unless you read them together. Each chapter corresponds with the same chapter in Stillness and is a peak into Draco's mind*
