The Lost Diary-Drarry

One

Harry sat cross legged on his bed, diary sat on his lap and quill in hand.
As much as Harry told himself that it was a Journal, he knew it was a very girly diary that he wrote in, but he didn't mind. Writing everything down kept his mind off thing.

"He was looking at me again." Harry wrote. "I can't take it anymore. He's getting to me. His eyes. Oh sweet mother of Merlin. They're to die for! And his hair. His smirk. The way he says "potter" sends shivers down my spine. It's such a shame that he's straight.

"I wonder what Mione and Ron would say if I told them I like Draco Malfoy. Wow. They would probably disown me as a friend. Oh, if he found out. Id be dead for sure. I've seen how he looks at that Pugface girl."

Harry left it there and tucked the diary back under his pillow and his ink and quill on his bedside table, before stripping, taking off his glasses and getting into bed.

Harry soon fell into a deep , dreamless sleep, despite all that's been happening at Hogwarts as of late with his name being pulled out of the Goblet of Fire.

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Harry woke at 6:30 am and got dressed into his robes, them going down into the common room knowing that Hermione would be there doing extra homework.

"morning Harry. You alright?" She asked.

Harry nodded, "yes, of course. You?" He asked.

Hermione nodded, "bit of extra homework for Professor Magonagol. I'll be done in a second. Do you want to get breakfast a bit early or do you want to wait for Ron?"

"He's still not talking to me." Harry explained.

"Oh." Was all she said before getting up and putting her books in her satchel .

The two friends walked to the hall in silence and sat down at the table.

"Mooorrrrnin' " Smiled Fred as he and George sat down next to them.

"You alright potter?-"

"Seem a little tense-"

"Excited for the first task?" The twins asked in turn.

"Oh, yeah, I'm buzzing, I'm so excited to probably die I'm this tournament. " Harry said sarcastically.

"Oh , come now-" Started George.

"You're Harry freaking Potter!"

"Nothing is going to hAppen to you."

"Defiantly not with Dumbledor Round."

"They're right Harry, nothing bad will happen." Hermione mentioned.

"I guess you're right." And Harry left it at that before taking a slice of toast and heading back to his dorm to get his "Journal"

A/N

Righty-O . My first fanfic on here, be nice!!?
I'm not the best writer, but I'm trying, gimme that at least.