Draco nodded a little as he pulled the book out of his pocket sitting in Ashers lap, squirming to get more comfortable as he flipper the book open and begane to read aloud. "My Name is Harry Potter, and i am Seven Years Old. Dudley got this for his birthday but he didn't want it, he's too stupid to write anyway, i dug it out of the trash and it's mine now. it's the first thing that has ever been really 'mine' i am going to write in it all the time, it can be my freind, since i don't have any." Draco glanced around and turned the page and continued to read.
"Uncle was very angry with me today, he broke my arm again, it hurts a lot but it's already fixing itself. he says i'm a freak but i know better, he's just angry because i'm better than him, and we both know it. he's afraid of me, i know he is..because i can DO things. like talking to the snake outside to get it to chase Dudley, i can't wait for the day that i can do these things on purpose, instead of just happening when i'm scared or angry, then i will break uncles arm and lock HIM in the cupboard, i will make Petunia wait on me hand and foot, and dudley can do all of the chores and not get fed for days. i will teach them all, i am better than them, i am...i am a PRINCE!"
he flipped to the middle of the book. "i just turned ten, and i was in trouble again, it's my seventh day without food and i'm starting to get dizzy, i wish someone would find me, see me. the snakes in the walls are bringing me dead mice, but they squish when i eat them and they taste bad. i tried to start a fire in my room, Uncle wouldn't have noticed, but i couldn't get one going. i guess for now i just have to deal with the mice, and hope uncle lets me out soon." he swallowed, green at the thought of surviving on mice as he flipped a page. "uncle locked me out again, i didn't finish all the chores because it was raining, i had to sit in the mud all night and wish it would get warm. i have a cold now but that's ok, i cook their stupid food, so i can make them sick too. they don't bother me much when their sick."
he turned a page again and paused. "i'm turning eleven today, i can feel that something is going to happen, something important. Uncle has gone crazy, i know he has. i hope i did it, i hope he kills aunt petunia and Dudley when we go across the lake. the water won't kill me, i know it, everyone is too tired and worried to care that i'm writing anything. i've been getting letters for days, but no one realizes i've already gotten one, thanks to the snakes in the walls. i never knew i was MAGIC! it's amazing, i KNEW i was better than that filthy fat man and his disgusting family!!! there is nothing more disgusting than them, anyone really. i bet wizards will be better, i KNOW they will be better. i'm BETTER than then, and i always will be! and soon, oh very soon i can have my revenge! i've waited eleven years, i can wait a few more to get my magic under control, then i will make the fat man PAY!"
Draco paused. "here's where things get...odd." Draco admitted. "it's like Harry's personality completely changes." he admitted looking around the room before focusing on the book again. "today i am a wizard. uncle Vernon dropped me off at the train station and took off, i wasn't too surprised, he never did seem to like me. i don't know why, could it be because i am a wizard? how could i have ever known? i met a good friend today, Ron Weasley, he's so smart! knows almost everything about magic already! he warned me against bad wizards, and told me i should be wary of the blond who came in, Draco something, i forget, it doesn't matter, i hate him. he insulted me, and Ron too! i can't wait to learn magic, maybe if i can do some good things around the house the Dursley's won't hate me so much, if i can show them magic is good...i hope magic is good, maybe they won't be afraid anymore." draco looked at them. "sound a little funny to you? whats worse, is that this is the last entry."