Hermione's making me write in here, about my feelings and such.

So this is what I feel.

Everything. Nothing. Neither is worth anything. Draco hates me and no one really cares and why bother with living if I'm going to spend all my time wishing I wasn't? I'll probably never be able to be in a room by myself again... except for now. Now is an ( Read more... )

I can't stop crying. Why can't I stop crying?

I really shouldn't like him.

(OOC: Draco and Ginny's conversation will continue in the comments section...)

I am getting in over my head, I just know it.

Anyway... Hermione likes my brother. And Flint managed to figure out how to spell "Hermione". Unenchanted pigs are flying, I tell you!

I can't believe I'm going to do this. I can't believe I'm going to do this. But it is a brilliant plan... revenge is sweet.

I hate Draco Malfoy.

DRACO MALFOY JUST KISSED ME! I couldn't have been more scared. I thought he was going to kill me at first, and then he almost did, shoving himself on me like that. I can't ever go near him again. And I can't tell Ron or someone because Malfoy really would kill him. Malfoy must have been drunk, or half-unconcious, or something.. that's the only ( Read more... )