Ivy
After class ended, I grab my books and head to my dorm. I walked into the common room and see Draco sitting on the couch. I needed to apologize for how I acted earlier. I walk over to him and tapped on his shoulder.
"Hey, I'm really sorry for how I acted. I was a bitch." I say sorry.
"Piss of Doxon." Draco says meanly.
"Oh for Merlin's sake. Stop being rude for once in your life! I said sorry AND acknowledged that I was a bitch." I say annoyed.
Draco didn't say or do anything. He just stared into the crackling fire.
"Fine, be that way." I say walking away.
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As I walk up the stairs, I hear Draco yell my name. I was pissed off from how he acted so I ignored him and continued to my room. I was about to unlock the door when I feel hands wrap around my waist. I jump and turn around. Draco was towering over me, still having his hands on my waist.
"I'm sorry darling, I'm just in a bad mood." Draco says.
"I can tell." I giggle and unlock my the door. I walk in and go to my closet. I put on a black crew neck and a black and white plaid skirt. I pair it with my black doc martins. I looked for about twenty minutes for my silver necklaces, but I couldn't find them. I walked out of my closet and see Draco sitting on my bed, reading my diary.
"Draco, what the hell!" I say grabbing my diary.
"Aw, I just got to the good part!" Draco wines.
"That is my fucking diary Draco, it has my life written in it's pages." I say.
"I kinda got that." Draco says.
Draco
While Ivy was changing in her closet, I sat on her bed. I noticed a book lying on her bedside table. I pick it up and open to the first page. It was her diary. I read the first page.
Dear Diary,
Today the worst thing that could ever happen, happened. I killed my parents. Voldemort made me kill my parents. Voldemort tortured my parents and made me kill them. I tried to stop Voldemort, but I couldn't. Voldemort said it was my parents, or me. My parents immediately said themselves. The second I killed them, I ran over and held there limp body's in my arms. The worst part is, nobody knows the real story. Everyone was told that they died in a house fire. My brother doesn't even know the real story. Nobody can find out or I'll be dead.
- Yours truly
When I read that, my heart dropped. I didn't know what to say or do. Obviously I can't tell her I know about this. I flip the page then see Ivy come out of her closet.
Ivy
I slap him across the face and walk out of my dorm. I couldn't believe Draco read my diary. The only place I could think of going was to the Great Hall. I get there and sit down next to Nate.
"Hello, how are you?" Nate asks.
"Splendid as always." I say sarcastically.
"Whats wrong Ivy?" Nate asks.
"Draco read my fucking Diary!" I yell.
Everyone looks over to me.
"What? Why would he do that?" Nate asks.
"I don't know! Go ask the fucking idiot yourself!" I yell.
I get up from the seat and run out of the great hall. I run to where I know where no one will be. I run to the Room of Requirements. I always go there when I'm either stressed or angry. I love it because it is always so peaceful and quite. Just when I get in the room, I see Draco staring at a book.
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