|Current mood:|| jealous|
|Current music:||"Smack My Bitch Up" by the Prodigy|
I went to one of Draco's father's parties again. It was very boring. I kept eyeing Draco from across the room even though he tried not to look at me. I think he was uncomfortable with me there. Shouln't *I* be the one who was uncomfortable? I was the one who was taken advantage of wasn't I? Stupid idiot.
He's scared. Scared that I'll tell and he'll be looked down upon. Of course, his father would probably make up some cock-bull story about him not raping me and me being a psycho or something. So I won't tell. Not yet atleast. Back to the party though...
He was talking to some brunette. I didn't see her face, but I didn't have to/didn't want to. When I saw Draco leading her slowly to the forest behind his house, I just had to follow them. So I did. And what I saw hurt me. It was Katharine Delacour. That wrench Fleur Delacour's cousin by marriage. I hated her because of her beauty. She was almost as pretty as me and her breast were bigger. I bet she got implants or did a spell or something. She is only 15! Anyways, Draco and her preceded to make-out. Heavily. I couldn't bring myself to come out of the shadows to stop them because it was sorta romantic. They weren't making out lustfully like I do. It was slow and passionate. I was jealous. I really think Draco liked this girl. Or he's a really sick actor...
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