Oh yay, readers! For that, I give you another penguin. I was considering adding a few other points of view into it, thoughts?
And now, a second chapter! As always, all the recognisable things are belong to the beloved J.K. Rowling, our queen.

Dear Diary,
today was perfect. Today was beloved. We met at 11 tonight at the edge of the forest. I was afraid we would get caught with the other schools on the grouds, but we were lucky. I fear maybe for the last time, my father said that his mark grows darker, and often twinges. I cannot imagine how much longer it will be, especially after some idiot put the mark in the sky. I feared so much for my darling that night. I hate that they call her mudblood. That term has never made any sense to me. There is no mud in her blood, just her in her blood. The same as all people. Who is to tell me that my blood is better than hers, it's still mine, it can only be traced to me. But away from all of that and back to tonight. I've said it, i've finally told her that I love her. She blushed so perfectly in the moonlight. The best part is what came after that, she said it back. I don't think i've ever heard such beautiful words in my life. Love, actual love. I cannot wait until our next meeting. I hope it shall be soon.
Yours,
Draco