Draco Malfoy's Diary: (Dramione).

Draco's lost pages

        I was in Diagon Alley, shooping with my mom for another year at Hogwarts. I really didn't want it to go this year, beacuse I already had a job, well something like that. Im now a Death Eater, the idea makes me nauseous, nervious and scared but I will never admit it . Besides, been in the Dark Lord side, let me protect her...

        I was in bad mood because I was supposed to meet here, with the girl I like in Madam Malkin's alone. Not with my mom, how embarassing! It was so hard to convinced her to meet me here. I supposed it's beacuse they I threat her in public.

I sighed. I imagine her walking towards me with...

THAT BLOOD TRAITOR AND POOR WEASLEY, if he didn't exist I would be Harry Potter's best friend (well, that would be difficult beacuse I, and my whole family, works for the Dark Lord and he killed his parents) and also can hang out with the beautiful and amazing mudblood, Hermione Granger.

I was arguing with the owner and mum.

I looked at me at the mirror and examined myself. My school silver, gray and green clothes, I sighed.

Is she coming alone like I told her in my letter?

At that moment I notice that she came...But as a trio (as always with Ronald Weaslet and Harry Potter). They reflected in the mirror, our eyes meet. She blushed.

Ugh, I can't be with her like I want if theres people around.

I was going to regret what I was going to do...But you know, Draco Malfoy needs to be like this.

"If you're wondering what the smell is, mother, a mudblood just walked in" I heard my stupid voice said.

"I don't think theres any need for language like that!" said Madam Malkin, scurrying out from behind the clothes rack, holding a tape mesure and a wand. "And I don't want wands in my shop either!"she added, hastily for a glance toward the door. Harry and the Weasel both standing there with their eands out and pointing at me. I heard Hermione whispered to them:

"No, don't, honestly, it's not worth it..." she put down Weasley hand. That make me angry and jealous.

"Yeah, like you dare to do magic out of school" I sneered. "Btw, who blacked your eye, Granger? I want to send them flowers" I want to send you flowers, I thought. If only she could read my mind.

"That's quite enough!" said Madam Malikn, sharply, looking over her shoulder for support. "Madam - please -" MOm strolled out from behind the clothes rack.

"Put those away!" she said, coldly to Harry and Ron. She never liked Harry, even if he was my friend, and Hermione either. "If you attack my son again, I shall ensure that it;s the last thing you ever do" I can protect myself, mom, I thought to myself again.

"Really?"' Said Harry, taking a step foward and gazing into mom. He was as tall as mom now. "'Going to get few Death Eaters pals to do us in, are you?" Madam Malkin sequealed.

"'Realy, you shouldn't acuse- dangerous thing to say- wands away, please!" But Harry did not lower his wand. Mom smiled unpleasantly.

"'I see that being Dumbledore's favorite has given you a false sense of security, Harry Potter. But Dumbledore won't  always be there to protect you" That reminds me, with hate, that i, as new Death Eater, have to kill our head master.

Harry looked mockingly around the shop. Oh, what now?

"Wow...look at that...he's not here now! So, why not have a go? They might be able to find you a doucle cell in Azkaban with your loser of a husband!" I made an angry movement towards Harry but stumbled over my overlong robe. Ron laughed at me. Hermiones just looked at me, directly, at last, but I didn't knew if she was worried about me or just mocking. She had a poker face.

"Don't you dare talk to my mother like that, Potter!" That Potty!

"It's alrught, Draco" said mom to me. Restrainig me with her thin white fingers upon my shoulder "'I expect Potter will be reunited with dear Sirius before I reunited with Lucius." Harry raised his hand higher. if he attacks mom, I will kill him, without thinking.

"Harry, no!" moaned Hermione. "Think... you mustn't... You'll be in such trouble!". Oh, my nerdy Hermione...

"Ouch!"I bellowed, slapping Madam Malkin hand away "Watch where you're putting your pins, woman! Mother, I don't think I want these anymore" I doesn't matter now, I can't be with Hermione, anyways. I pulled the robes over my head ans threw them on the floor, into the owner's feet.

"'You're right, Draco" said Mom, with a contemptuous glance at Hermione" now I know the kind of scum that shops here..." I ignored her. Mother, deffinitely, wouldn't like me to love a mudblood.

"We would do better at Twilfift and Tatting's" we stroke out the shop. I take care to bang as hard as I could into Ron on the way, but not without Hermione Granger dissapointed looked at me. I try to use oclumency (wich was hard) to say: "I like you. I try to always protect you, I promise" but I haven't learn that, so I hoped that she saw it in my eyes. 

(Based on the pages 112 to 114, Chapter 6, Draco's Detour, Book 6, Harry Potter and the half-blood prince).

Heyyyyy! Thanks for reading, please comment and vote. I wanted to apologize for my english.