Diaries Of A Slytherin Prince (Drarry)

Chapter 3

May 29

Sorry I haven't been writing.

My birthday is coming up. I hope I get something good.

Of course I got detention from McGongall, with Harry of course. We had to go out with Hagrid in the forest with Weasley and Mudblood. And obviously Hagrid decided to put Harry and me into a separate group. At least I got Fang.

I was terrified. Every shadow looked like a monster and I could barely breathe. I couldn't let Harry know that because he would think of me as small and weak. I really needed him with me at least, really I needed him to hug me like mummy would do when I had a bad dream.

I needed him to comb my hair with his fingers and smile and tell me it was okay even though I knew it wasn't. I didn't just want him to, I needed him to, and he never did. That's why I ran when we saw the man eating the unicorn. I ran into my bed and luckily everyone was asleep so I sat under the blankets and cried. I cried about everything.

I was scared of the man, I was upset that Harry didn't notice, I was mad at Crabbe and Goyle, I want people to stop hitting me.

Now I'm covered in my blankets with my wand on and writing in here. I ran out of water in my eyes so I decided to write.

I hate Harry Potter. I hate his pretty green eyes, his cute little nose that's always turned up, his thin little hands that were so good at everything. I hate him when he smiles and his eyes light up and makes Weasley's owl teleport into my stomach and fly around. I hate the way he always makes me want to throw up, but in a good way, and how he makes my face get hot if he gets too close and always wanting him closer.

I HATE HARRY POTTER

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June 5

It's my birthday. And our last day at Hogwarts. We almost won house cup but then Dumbldore decided to be a jerk and give Gyrffindor 20 extra points and they won. I hate Harry even more now.