It's been over a year since I had to leave Hogwarts. I miss it terribly, it was my home. America is wonderful and I love my cousins, but it just isn't the same. Draco use to send me a letter every week. That stopped six months ago.
The Dark Lord had big plans for Draco, my Draco. Dumbledore is dead, but Draco didn't do it. He couldn't do it. The war will be at Hogwarts soon. I have to go back to fight. Draco has no other choice but to be apart of the dark side, but I can fight against it. I have to fight against it, for Hogwarts.
I have some friends that have been writing to me to keep me in the loop. That's how I know that Draco didn't kill Dumbledore. He's not doing good though. I miss him. I wonder if he still misses me, or if the darkness has over taken him.
I pack everything I need for my return home, and my family wishes me luck. The trip home is kinda long and I write in my journal, everything that's on my mind. And everything seems to be about him. About Draco.
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A/N: Okay so if you are reading this you probably hate me because I haven't updated in sooooo long. I'm so sorry, I've had really bad writers block. But I'm back! This is obviously gonna be in more parts. I've already planned it! Thank you so much for reading! Xx....
