How stupid of me to think that she would send me an owl.
Clearly it's been two days since we last talked, but I had hope that she would want to keep in touch. Such a mudblood. . .
Draco
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. continued 7:59 pm
Well ignore the previous diary entry because I got an owl from her stating that she wants to meet me in some muggle place called 'London Eye'.
Well I did of course stage a drama, but she insisted and said that meeting at the Leaky Cauldron would be obvious-or-something-or-the-other.
So, in the end, I gave in.
It's scheduled for tomorrow at 5:30 pm. Well now I need to go shopping for some decent muggle clothes because the only decent ones are from when I was in school, and I don't think she'll like it if I come in pyjamas.
Draco