THE DIARIES OF THE SLYTHERIN CLIQUE

SEPTEMBER 1st, 1991

DRACO MALFOY 

"Lorenzo. You're not seriously using that are you?" I scoffed.

"Using what?" Eloise questioned.

"Narcissa gave Draco and I diaries to write out our thoughts. She said our first year can be overwhelming and these will come in handy," Lorenzo grinned.

"They're stupid," I added.

"Oh, I don't think that's stupid at all. I think it's cool," Eloise smiled.

"Really?" Lorenzo blushed. "Well she gave some spares just in case we run out of space. Would you want a journal too?"

"Sure," Eloise shrugged, as Lorenzo pulled one out from his carry on bag.

"I'll take one too then," Blaise chuckled.

"Seriously? You too?" I huffed as he just shrugged his shoulders in response.

"Draco, you have to use yours too," Eloise teased.

"I'm going to be spending this first year at Hogwarts right. Not writing my feelings on paper".

"You know, we all aren't going to buy this act of you acting above all this. You're only 11 too. No rush in growing up," Eloise said, rolling her eyes.

A short knocking on our carriage door quickly interrupts me before I can respond.

A small brunette girl with piercing green eyes peers through the glass, waiting for a reaction.

Eloise slides open the door, "Are you ok?"

"Sorry, I was just wondering if you've met any girl called Hermione. She's my sister but I lost her on the platform and I'm not sure where to go," The girl muttered.

I hadn't seen eyes like hers before. People usually say my eyes are unique but I think grey is dull.

Her green eyes are enticing; intriguing.

"Sorry I don't know who that is but you're welcome to sit with us," Eloise offered.

"Are you sure-?"

"Come in," Lorenzo interrupted directing his eyes to the empty spot beside him.

Eloise returns to her place next to me while the brunette witch hesitantly walks into the carriage, closing the door behind her.

"I'm Eloise. This is Lorenzo, Blaise and Draco".

"Lucille," She spoke quietly.

"So what house do you think you'll be in Lucille?" Lorenzo asked, trying to start a conversation.

"House?" Lucille questioned.

"Y'know, the 4 houses at Hogwarts. Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff," Eloise answered.

"Oh, right. Sorry, I'm only still learning about Hogwarts," Lucille muttered.

"Are you a mudblood?" I scoffed.

"Malfoy!" Eloise exclaimed. "You've been around your father too much this summer. Never call anyone that ever again".

"What's a mudblood?" Lucille questioned, nervously.

"Just an inappropriate word for muggle-born witches and wizards and there is no problem if you do come from a non-magic family," Lorenzo assured.

 Lucius told me that our last name will hold power above people like her at Hogwarts. I can't help but like the feeling.

"I think Dracy needs a diary too," Blaise mocked Pansy.

"Please, don't call me that. I had her following me around all night at your family's stupid dinner last week," I groaned. "Shame, Enzo left me hanging just to go visit Daddy".

"Here, Draco. Keep your thoughts in that book and don't say them aloud if it's rude," Lorenzo said, chucking the leather book at my chest.

"Lucille. Would you like one of Lorenzo's spare diaries too? We're all going to write about our time at Hogwarts in them," Eloise smiled.

Typical Eloise. Not afraid to curse people out but always wanting to include people. I don't  understand how our friendship works at times.

"Oh, sure. That's sounds fun," Lucille replied with a weak smile.

"Here, Malfoy. Here's a feather and ink. Get writing before you lash out anymore on our new friend," Lorenzo sighed.

"Yours. Not ours," I muttered.

"Your loss then. We are happy to be her friend and you're going to have to deal with that if you want to have friends to start off the school year with," Eloise whispered.

September 1st, 1991

Lorenzo is a huge pussy.

- Draco Lucius Malfoy

"There. Happy?" I grinned as I turned my page to face them.

"You'll mature eventually," Lorenzo sighed.