1998: June and later

116 6 6
                                    

15. June, 1998.

I didn't plan on writing any more in this diary, but I saw something in the paper today that made me want to write a bit more.

I suppose I should go back a bit, first. Minerva called us all back to graduate the seventh years on 15. May. She really didn't want to let us go out with a battle instead of the graduation celebration we really needed- she wanted Hogwarts to end on a high note for us.

So I really did graduate. That was nice. Then I went home with Andi to help raise Teddy and try to sort out my own shit. It was going so well until I learned this morning, via the Daily Prophet, that Draco is engaged to Miss Astoria Greengrass. I don't know what to say, other than that I'm pretty crushed. I feel like there's nothing left for me to try to sort out. I mean, sorting out my emotions for Draco was a huge part of what I needed to do at home, and now that's not exactly something I've got the chance to do, is it?

All I've got to say is this:

Bloody wanker'd better have a damned good explanation for this shit.

~El.

16. June.

The wanker did send me a letter today. It's a little late for considerations, though- I mean, it would really be nice if I hadn't found out that my...whatever he WAS, is now engaged to someone else.

L'elly-

I hoped to be able to tell you this in person, but I suppose a letter will have to do. The Ministry is putting pressure on the children of Death Eaters to make a good match and settle in with a family in an honest life as quickly as possible. I have been instructed that it would be wise to get married. For this, I have found Astoria Greengrass. She is a year behind us, yes, so our engangement will last until she has graduated from Hogwarts or so.

I am sorry that I didn't get the opportunity to say this to you face to face.

Draco.

Well, that's a shitty reason to get married. Apparently marrying the daughter of an Order member isn't getting into a good enough family. What shit.

And I don't go by L'elly anymore. It's Ellen these days.

~El.

18. July.

Diaries of a Social MisfitWhere stories live. Discover now