Chocolate

Chocolate

~Harry~

I've always hated the hospital wing. It's white shiny colour. Everything in there was white. The only exception in there was myself. I, with my black hair. I, with my dark robes. And I, with my slightly tanned skin. Everytime I'm in the hospital wing I'm scared some of the whiteness might shine of on me, so that I become dreadfull pale. Being in the hospital wing reminds me of Malfoy. Ironically enough, he is as pale as lightning. Maybe Ron beat him up too many times, so he had to go to the hospital wing.

Today I was, again, in the hospital wing. Why, you ask me? Malfoy, often the only reason I have to go to the hospital wing. Maybe that's why I hate him so much, just as much as I hate the hospital wing. There was only one, just one, advantage, of being in the hospital wing. And that was the chocolate. Mmmm, the wonderful chocolate. I think I have some sort of addiction to chocolate. Every morning at breakfast, I drink hot choco and I eat chocolate spread on almost everything. Oh, and the chocolate frogs from Honeydukes. I reckon that's where Madam Pomfrey gets her chocolate from. I also had a chocolate flavoured bean. It was a brown one. Last week I tried a brown one again, but this time it was ear wax. Eeeww, I think that taste will stay printed on my tongue forever.

There is still a bit of chocolate next to my bed, but I don't want to eat the whole lot yet, maybe later. Well, a small piece won't make any difference and maybe Dumbledore, Ron or Hermione will bring me some. They probably will, it was a nasty hex Malfoy hit me with. The Furnunculus. I used that hex one time on Malfoy but it somehow deflected and hit Goyle instead. That gave Ron and me quite a laugh. I can still smile at the memory. I guess Malfoy can still too, because I remember him laughing as well. And I guess he has been planning to use this spell on me for quite a time. I think I'll take another piece of chocolate again. As I eat it my head starts swimming. That always happens when you take to much chocolate. Your head starts swimming and I'll be sleeping any minute now. Yes, I'm yawning already. My eyelids drop and slowly I drift off to sleep. Suddenly a thought pops up in my mind, but I'm to sleepy now to even think about it.

I wonder how Malfoy tastes with chocolate...