A Prince Among Wizards

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-04-17T21:05:00

2008-04-18T03:06:31Z

You've been on my mind a lot. Can we meet up for those drinks we never managed?

Draco

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-04-07T14:50:00

2008-04-07T20:54:19Z

Why can't there be two of me? One to live according to expectations and one to just live?

Yes, we'll meet, but not now. I'm going to focus on working on my leg.

Following instructions perfectly. And no, there wasn't a relapse after the Bonding. You kept me off my feet enough.

I'm done. I dont' even know why I try anymore. Oh, Greyback didn't break me. But why have a heart? Really?
It just gets trampled.

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-03-25T11:50:00

2008-03-25T17:54:55Z

[[in obvious dicto-quill penmanship]]

Potter,
I heard the rag wants to invade my privacy. I'll have it invaded on my terms.

I grant you my one and only interview.

Malfoy

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-03-23T08:54:00

2008-03-23T15:02:21Z

Father,
Interesting article. We should discuss this when we get the chance.

Draco

Daphne,
It seems a celebration is in order. Would you clear your afternoon tomorrow for me?
Yours,
Draco

I think I'm in love. It's foolish. I shouldn't let her get to me. Still, despite my apparent loss of Pansy, I can't let her go. I even went to the brothel last night instead of Friday because of the flower she'd sent me. Went last night because it's been simply far too long. I'm starting to think with the wrong part of my body, and I can't afford that. Not that it helped when I fantasized the whore was Daphne.

I'm in trouble. She's gotten to me. I can't just let her keep hold of me. Not that I have much choice in the matter.

Shit, I really think I might love her. I can't. I just can't let myself.

Invitations

2008-03-13T15:25:18Z

You are cordially invited to a Stag Night for Severus and Remus to be held the evening of April 4, 2002. Festivities will begin at 6pm. Dinner will be served. We have secured two rooms at Finnegan's for the evening so that both parties can intermingle if desired.

Draco Malfoy

((edited later))
P.S. It would seem I misspelled our host's name. The event will be at Finnigan's.

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-03-08T11:19:00

2008-03-08T18:20:18Z

I trusted you.

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-03-07T08:29:00

2008-03-07T15:38:31Z

Daphne,

I was thinking about you last night. I was wondering. I'm really busy with helping Father and the campaign, but I thought perhaps we could meet up on Monday?

Draco

P.S. I'm invited to a wedding next weekend. And I'm dateless. Would you?

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-03-07T07:51:00

2008-03-07T14:53:34Z

Potter,

We have a problem of a different sort.

Stag Night.

Malfoy

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-03-03T20:30:00

2008-03-04T03:33:04Z

Daphne,

I don't know if you still read the rag that is the Prophet, but if so...yes, I did purchase the item for June. She's a friend. It was partly for her birthday and partly for the orphans.

I'm not dating her. ~~I'm dating you.~~

Draco

P.S. I'd like to see you.

Waking up...

2008-03-03T20:58:22Z

Characters: Draco and Lucius Malfoy
Date/Time: March 24, 2002 really early in the morning
Location: Werewolf Clinic, Hogsmeade
Rating: PG

Draco fought the darkness. He'd been fighting it for what seemed forever. The pain had stopped, mostly. Mentally he took stock of where the pain still was. Wrist, back, leg.

He could take stock. This was good. He could think long enough for a coherent complex thought process to function. He took this as a very good sign. Still, he hadn't been able to open his eyes. Instead, he was resting in bed, under covers and safe--

He tensed. This wasn't his bed. This wasn't his home. Great Circe... The bed was too hard. More like a table. Table? When had he? Pain...His wrist hurt, his back screamed and his leg kept distracting him. Table. Rough sheets. He wasn't home.

Groaning aloud with the effort, he opened his eyes. He had to find out where he was. He couldn't be back there. He couldn't.

The first thing he saw as his vision tried to focus was white hair. Father. His father was there. This was good.

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-03-02T18:13:00

2008-03-03T01:20:32Z

Potter,

Now that that is over. Have a suggestion. "Perspectives." Opinion?

And it's been recommended we hire editors. Saw a building in Hogsmeade. Two blocks east of Honeydukes. Check it out. Let me know.

That is, if you're not backing out?

Malfoy

[[Dated Friday, March 1 - late morning]]

2008-03-01T15:07:11Z

Potter,

If we are really doing this, we should start it off with a solid story. Tonight's event would do, but I will not put my name to something half-arsed.

Should we try then for the debate they've scheduled?

And any ideas on how not to kill each other through this? The thought of working this close to you makes me physically ill, though I know we need to do this. My current thought is to pass through owls as much as possible.

One of us should get the press and the other someone who can serve as go-between.

D. Malfoy

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-29T18:18:00

2008-03-01T01:19:34Z

Daphne,

If you don't want to join us at our table tonight, I won't be offended. Given the publicity, I'd fully expect it.

Draco

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-27T20:01:00

2008-02-28T03:18:54Z

No matter what you may think of my father or what he has done. He has never harmed myself or my mother. Period.

Severus--
You were right. It happened. I think I'm going to be sick.
-Draco
((Edited at very late at night:))
P.S. You may have been wrong about us not needing a minder before we do something rash. I promise I'm safe.

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-27T10:26:00

2008-02-27T17:27:36Z

Characters: Fiona Torquill (NPC), Lucius Malfoy, Arthur Weasley
Location:
Date/Time: Sunday, March 9, 2002 1pm
Rating: G

Fiona entered the hall and eyed the attending crowd. She smiled to each of the candidates and stepped to her own podium centered between Lucius Malfoy on her right and Arthur Weasley on her left. She was a stout witch, in dark purple robes and hat, with a black feather plume jutting off to her right.

"Attention! Welcome all to our debate today. With us today we have Mr Arthur Weasley, long-time ministry employee and currently the favored candidate for Minister, as well as Mr Lucius Malfoy, a former ministry employee and a very worthy opponent.

"We have a collection of questions for each of the candidates collected from polls and questions from the average witch and wizard on the street.

"Candidates, you will have a chance to state your opinion first, then you can rebut your opponent if you so choose. Please understand you have only 2 minutes to answer each question. During which you cannot address your opponent or his response. That is for your rebuttal only.

"If you are both ready, we can proceed."

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-26T10:49:00

2008-02-26T17:57:39Z

Severus,

She truly volunteered? Or rather was fully willing to involve herself in this? How is it you have surrounded yourself with these Gryffindors?

And why must my freedom necessitate indebting myself further and further.

While bearing such to her may not bother you, it is nothing but painful and awkward for me. I wish to be free of any such arguments from any of them. Is such a thing possible?

I feel the need to thank her more and Merlin's Blood, Severus, why should I, Draco Malfoy, be indebted to her to such a degree? Why should I be in a position where nothing that I have to offer is acceptable? I would turn my back on her, on all of this, and want to, but you are there, in my mind, telling me not to.

What I want to know, is why.

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-25T23:18:00

2008-02-26T06:27:00Z

Severus and Miss Weasley,

Would one of the two of you like to explain to me why Potter seems convinced I used people he cares about to get what I want? While, yes, I agreed to this, it was not my idea, nor did I push for it.

I am not amused at being further indebted to him. Nor am I amused that any further interaction that I could have with anyone he might consider dear will also be suspect and subject to his approval.

While I appreciate the success in retrieving his testimony, what now? Now, I am indebted to you further, Miss Weasley, and I still am indebted to Potter and have been ordered the impossible task of forgetting he exists. Somehow I foresee failure in that endeavour.

Draco

Hexed VERY VERY VERY private

2008-02-22T17:39:18Z

I can not handle this forever. I've been stuck here for not even 48 hours and I am quite ready to be quit of this place.

Let's start with the bed that all I can say is thank Merlin my father swears to me he never used. That doesn't mean I didn't use several scourgify spells on it before I even touched the thing. At least I was able to cover the walls. Of course, redecorating is NOT something I am proficient at, so I ended up just managing to transfigure the wallpaper into black, but I'm not entirely convinced it worked. I think I only managed to make everything black, which means at certain angles you can tell there was once figures painted on the walls.

The worst part is I was reconciling with Severus. And Daphne and I were getting somewhere. Or I thought we were. And now I'm stuck here until Merlin knows when.

Of course, all of this time being stuck here is giving me far more time to think about things than I wanted. So now there are no excuses, no more distractions and far too many topics to think about that I really don't want to think about.

Things not to think about while stuck in the pornographic room of horror:
Severus
Remus
THE BONDING
Mother
The threat
Daphne
Romance
Sex

Things to focus on instead:
Conveyancing
Finding a way to keep Arthur Weasley from becoming Minister
Severus
Daphne

Somehow I don't think I'm going to survive this exile with my sanity intact. How is it self-imposed exile is always easier than sitting here staring at my journal wondering who I should write and when and why. Nevermind what to tell them. I know Daphne wanted to go riding soon. Now I don't know when we'll do that.

Why can't I just ignore these things? Why can't I just switch all of these thoughts off? I don't want to think about all these -- I just don't want to think and there isn't enough alcohol in this room to help with that either.

Still, all I want is to whine and demand someone entertain me, but that would lead to people asking questions and I don't have answers to give them.

All right. I think I'm done with this for a while. Time to pace again. Maybe this time I'll actually bash my head in.

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-19T20:08:00

2008-02-20T03:26:17Z

To Severus and Remus,

I'm sorry for the strife and pain. I realized my error. If you'll still allow me, I would like to attend your bonding.

Sincerely,
Draco

Daphne,

We need to talk still. I'm sorry for sending you away earlier.

Draco

Various Private hexes

2008-02-19T01:03:50Z

Father,
I'm finding a room for the night, possibly several. I'll respond to journal entries and owls. Likely it'll be at Leaky. If anywhere else, I'll let you know.

Love
Draco

edited: I am in room 12. You are welcome. Mother is not.

I'm sorry.

Why can't I be happy? Why is it that no matter what I do, I can't be happy with who I am? I can't be happy with the world around me?
I was happier living alone, not having to temper my politics, my beliefs. Or was it that I was happier never having to defend them, to stand up for them?
I'm not a bloody Gryffindor, standing up for my ideals to the death. I don't want to have to risk things. I shouldn't have to!
How did Severus do this all this time? How did he manage to hold onto his private self? Was it because he didn't let anyone in? Not that I'm in a position to ask him.

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-17T20:40:00

2008-02-18T03:41:09Z

You were right. All along. Now what?

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-17T19:18:00

2008-02-18T02:23:39Z

I'm sorry.
And I don't
There isn't much else to

There's so much I want to say. I want you to understand, but how can I make you understand when I don't understand myself?

And ~~Please believe me. I would have told you~~. I wish the Prophet would stop posting hints at liasons I don't have.

(late evening)

2008-02-16T23:35:51Z

Could we meet tomorrow?

--Draco

What do you mean you won't?

2008-02-16T03:46:21Z

Characters: Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley
Location: WWW, Hogsmeade
Date/Time: Saturday February 16, 10am
Rating: PG

Draco finished setting the parchment, quill and ink in his bag. He wanted no other excuses. If he was going to have to do this, he was bloody well going to get her statements.

Dressed in plain black robes, he crossed the lawn and apparated to Hogsmeade. Glancing around, he strode to the secret entrance and headed to the clinic. No one was there. Good.

"Weasley!"

dmalfoy_purbld @ 2008-02-13T15:54:00

2008-02-13T22:59:27Z

Nice to see Skeeter's gone completely round the twist. Sorry you had to bear the brunt of her insanity.

Yes I noticed, but didn't know what to say.

Neither of you deserved that. Just don't tell him I said it. I'll deny it.