Merlin, Draco wrote almost daily instances of Lucius's "corrective" punishments. Crucio wasn't the only thing he did to Draco. He used Imperius, too. Draco had to endure months of agonizing punishments for things like clinging his fork too loudly or not being more social at Lucius's parties. Then he found his name, again.
I saw Potter today. Father got tickets to the World Cup, the Top Box, to show the peons that he was best. He warned me not to embarrass him because he had to pay a lot of Galleons for the seats. I love Quidditch... but I don't like watching it. I want to be the one flying... like when it was me and Potter. Potter and the Weasleys somehow got tickets, too. Yes! It was a slap in the face to my father, though I was sure not to let that show.
Potter was enjoying it, and I was enjoying watching him. What? Where did that come from, brain? Wow. Why would I enjoy it? Anyway, later, Potter shows up near where my father and his drunk minions are fire-blasting tents. The idiot Gryffindor was like your parents are out there! Yeah... my father only threatened me with two more weeks in the basement if I moved from that spot. Potter is a bas- really? What is he then? A hero? Potter is a hero. Huh. Too bad he can't save me. Too busy saving redheads and mudbl-muggleborns. Maybe he could save me? Or damn me.
Father is really quiet about the Dark Mark in the sky. His minions didn't do it, but he's fretting about who did. He told me to up my game and be an influential figure. Ensure that no one doubts my loyalty to him... and the Dark Lord. Isn't he dead? But I know that doesn't matter for my father. I must be an unreproachable asshole like him. Fucker. 
Harry grimaced at seeing Draco's life from his perspective. He thought of him as a hero at fourteen, and he was trapped. Who could Draco have turned to for help? No one noticed how abused he was. Of course, no one really noticed how much the Dursleys had hurt him, either.
I'm happy I'm back at school. The Triwizard Tournament is coming here. My father told me to build connections with Durmstang. He wants to increase his international reach. Okay, sure, Father.
Potter's the fourth champion. What the fuck? Man, his eyes were huge and astonished. He definitely didn't do it. Potter's not that good of an actor. But the Slytherins want to roost him alive and I must play along. Besides, I like it when Potter pays attention to me. What? I do? Well, he definitely won't take any shit, unlike my sycophants and he's... unbelievable. The way he flies and fights... I could watch him all day.
That time in duel club was...exhilarating. It was nice to face off with an equal. He'll defend anyone. I swear even ghosts, if I dare mention anything untoward. He's perfect to go against, cause I can't hurt him, like the others. Well... we'll see how far I can push him. 
Ha! The Potter badges worked perfectly! Potter glares at me all the time.
Holy fucking Merlin! Potter can fly! He faced a dragon... a live, fire-breathing dragon. The stuff of legends! and Potter just flew circles around its head like it was nothing. It was amazing to see. He's amazing. Potter's simply a natural. I want to fly with him, again. I wish... I could have been his friend. I wish I hadn't been an absolute prick to him. I mean... he's a Gryffindor. I can't be friends with his sort. My father would have killed me. My friends will sell me out. Maybe one day... Potter will see it... will swoop on that broomstick and rescue me. Potter wouldn't sell me out. Potter wouldn't torture me. Potter would stop my father.
Am I in love with him?
Am I in love with him? Harry repeated in his head. Fourteen-year-old Draco had a crush on him... and knew he would have saved him... if he had only known. How he wished he had seen Draco's suffering, but he remembered the swirl of stress, terror and depression he had faced that year. He couldn't see past his own issues. Am I in love with him? Draco wrote, not writing it out directly. The diary let him question his beliefs, but not write them as statements. Draco usually affirmed his guesses after the question. He must have been unsure to write such an honest statement.