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Entrée de Journal Deux: Living Arrangements.
After my rather abrupt entrance the other day and a few attempts at trying to return; it would appear that I am stuck here, so I suppose proper introductions are in order.
My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, a surname I hope will be familiar to at least a few of you, pureblood wizard, from a long line of purebloods and no doubt wealthier than you could hope to be.
I did study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, initially with Albus Dumbledore as headmaster and then Professor Snape my old head of house.
[Soft frown and a quiet pause for a moment before changing tack]
Anyway I have been told I live next door to an angel and that there's a demon on the other side of him, I've not actually met either of them but am I the only one that finds this a little bit disconcerting?
I'm not going to have the fires of hell suddenly lick up my bedroom door whilst some celestial battle goes on, am I? Whose bright idea was it to put those particular forms of life together?
Oh Joy...and apparently a demon hunter further down the hall from them...
Yes this will go well.
[sighs huffily and walks with the journal in his hand]
And guess who else the castle has deemed fit for sticking me on the same hall as...
[Insert girlish shriek before a yell issues out]
Bloody hell Longbottom! Your toad in my sodding loo!
My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, a surname I hope will be familiar to at least a few of you, pureblood wizard, from a long line of purebloods and no doubt wealthier than you could hope to be.
I did study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, initially with Albus Dumbledore as headmaster and then Professor Snape my old head of house.
[Soft frown and a quiet pause for a moment before changing tack]
Anyway I have been told I live next door to an angel and that there's a demon on the other side of him, I've not actually met either of them but am I the only one that finds this a little bit disconcerting?
I'm not going to have the fires of hell suddenly lick up my bedroom door whilst some celestial battle goes on, am I? Whose bright idea was it to put those particular forms of life together?
Oh Joy...and apparently a demon hunter further down the hall from them...
Yes this will go well.
[sighs huffily and walks with the journal in his hand]
And guess who else the castle has deemed fit for sticking me on the same hall as...
[Insert girlish shriek before a yell issues out]
Bloody hell Longbottom! Your toad in my sodding loo!
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Undeserved enemies are always a drag...
[another impish grin]
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[Admits with a grudging smile]
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You actually get to do something, instead of having people take exception to your eye color.
[and hers are golden, with cat-like slits...]
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[Looks at hers] Yours aren't so bad I suppose, not enough to take exception to them.
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Enough for people to take exception to - just the color, the slits are for show - in the late 1600s.
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[Smiles a bit]
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Perhaps. But I'm from the former colony of Massachusetts. Are you familiar with the Salem Witch Trials?
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Who isn't
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But yes... these eyes were enough that, had our father not been an Elder in the community, my twin brother and I would have been killed as witches.
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And actually, in my brother's case, they were right- in part. He did have powers of a sort. He could see the emotions people hid, cause fire to rise or fall, that sort of thing.
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Oh...what was his name?
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But... he died, when he was 17.
Those who changed me killed him.
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How did they change you?
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It wasn't particularly pleasant.
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Everything's a give and take.
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but I've enjoyed it anyway... after about the first hundred years or so.
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1/2
I was still trying not to live off the blood of innocents. I wouldn't eat unless it was from someone whom I knew was a murderer or rapist or...
I was starving, and tormented constantly by the fact that I could not revenge my brother's death... Aubrey had made that abundantly clear. He would have killed me had he not enjoyed tormenting me so much.
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He has no privacy from me anymore.
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I Don't know if I would've had that much control.
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