A Harry Potter Fanfic

Chapter 33

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I wipe my tears and stand up shakily.

               “I heard you screaming. Look, I’m sorry I mentioned Malfoy,” Nate continues, walking towards me.

               “Yeah, I over reacted, sorry,” I mumble as I walk towards the staircase that would lead me to my little four-poster bed.

               “Wait! You left your package on the table,” Nate calls, holding out the little package.

               “Thanks,” I murmur again.

I jog up the stairs and slam the door to the dormitory shut behind me. I lie down on my bed and stare at the little brown package in my hands.

I feel like I have a multiple personality disorder. One part of me loves Draco dearly, another part wants me to forget him completely. Just like one part of me wants to open up the package while the other wants to throw it as far away as possible.

Eventually though, my curiosity got the better of me. I carefully remove the brown paper, making a mental note to keep it. What? It’s from Draco, wanting to move on or not, he is part of my life, alright?

Once I’ve unwrapped it, a little black diary lies there, looking a little ominous. I’ve heard about the whole Chamber of Secrets episode and how the diary played a role in it. And didn’t that diary come from Draco’s father?

What are you saying, Deidre? You don’t trust Draco?

No...that isn’t what I mean...is it?

I open the soft leather cover and a little paper slips out.

De,

I’ve enchanted the diary. All you have to do is write in it, and your message will be sent instantly to me.

That is, if you want to keep writing to me.

Love,

D

I stare at the note for a couple of moments before I grab the quill on my side table with a shaking hand.

Draco?

I write tentatively, feeling like an idiot. But after a moment of staring at the page, Draco’s tidy writing begins to form under my writing.

Thank Merlin! Who was that?

Who?

The guy who came into the common room. I didn’t recognise him.

Just a friend

De, you mentioned not receiving any letters from me...was that really true?

Yes. That’s why I was angry. It seemed as if you had forgotten me. Then I received your letter about teaching in Durmstrang. It was so abrupt and emotionless.

I was frustrated, love. You hadn’t replied any of my letters. For all I knew you had changed your mind about wanting to be with me

I don’t know Draco...I’m so confused! A part of me wishes you had never entered my life, but there’s this other part that wishes you were by my side right now.

I’m sorry. So, unbelievably, sorry! I wish I were by your side right now as well. Where are you right now?

In the dorms.

Definitely wish I were right there with you

Haha! Okay, I’ve decided, I still love you Draco

Thank Merlin! You didn’t tell me when do you get to Hogsmeade?

I’m not sure. I probably won’t even go. I don’t really have any friends here anymore.

Are you lonely? I really wish I could be by your side, even if for a moment, just to make you smile.

I love you. How are you?

Lonely without you, lovesick. But other than that, everything is good here. I’m learning a lot. How are you?

You know, I’m actually really glad you’re in Durmstrang.

You are? Why?

There’s no risk of your students falling in love with you.

You obviously have no idea! But you didn’t answer me, how are you?

I’m alright. I miss you and Harry, and Ron and Hermione. Ginny Weasley is getting on my nerves though.

Want me to deal with her?

I can look after myself.

Deidre, I have to go. My class is about to start. Stay strong, love. I’m always just an ink drop away.

Yes. Have a good day, Draco.

And instantly, I feel better. How could I have even thought of forgetting Draco?

I throw a quick glance at my watch and jump up. I’m going to be late for my Transfiguration class! Crap!

I hurtle down the stairs and down the long corridors. I throw the huge doors to the classroom open and I know I’m so dead.

Pansy Parkinson stands in front of the class, obviously in the middle of explaining something before I so rudely interrupted her. She’s going to kill me.

               “Dursley, how nice of you to grace us with your presence. Starting to behave like Potter aren’t you?” she calls, snarkily, making a few of the students snigger.

I quickly walk down the aisle towards the empty seat at the back. Pansy continues talking about some weird-ass form of transfiguration. And since it’s Pansy, I really am not going to bother listening to her. I mean, seriously!

               “Draco isn’t around to protect you anymore, Dursley. I’d tread carefully if I was you. After all, you made quite a few enemies last year,” Pansy calls from the front of the class, making my cheeks burn red hot.

               “I never needed him to protect me, miss,” I retort.

               “We’ll see about that, shall we? Meet me in my room tonight for your detention, you were late after all,” she giggles femininely and continues her class.

Oh man! I can only imagine what she has in store for me! She’d probably torture me, or embarrass the hell out of me! Maybe I do need Draco after all. I mean...if I told him Pansy was giving me a hard time, he might step in and give her a good tongue lashing.