[The first couple pages of Johnny's entry aren't even words. Just scribbling and several elegant sketches of beautiful women that he sees passing by in the port. After quickly making several works, he takes a deep sigh.]

Morning, friends! Well, it seems that the handsome hero has once more found himself in a right strange predicament. Name's Johnny, Captain of the infamous Jellyfish Air Pirates. It's a pleasure to speak to you, whoever's listening to me ramble on his little book. From what I've read, there's quite a few of you.

It's a good thing that I'm used to weird nonsense, or else bein' kidnapped by a zombie pirate might seem shocking. I guess after helping avert the end of the world, stuff like this pales in comparison.

So, who's out there, hm? What lucky crew wants a seasoned Captain in their ranks? Hell, I don't even need to run things, I'm more than happy to just cruise along and lend a strong arm. I've only got a few details to iron out.

So, who's got some spots open? Let's talk, so we can weigh options.

Recipes.

[He pauses, as though for emphasis. In actuality, it's so that he can have a lick of the sucker he'd taken out of his mouth a moment ago.]

-specifically for sweets. Anyone have any favorites, a specialty, maybe? I'm always up for trying new things out, or even familiar ones because things by the same name don't necessarily taste the same, right?

[Draco doesn't usually dictate his posts to the journal, but he's in just a bit of a mood today, so that's what ends up happening.

...Also, he only just turned back into a human and thus can't find his quill. He's still got his wand on him, at least, but he'd very much like off this bloody nightmare island as soon as possible and that means the first thing he does is scramble for the journal with his glorious non-ferrety hands and he forgets entirely that he could just transfigure a twig into a pencil or something—]

DEAR LOVELY CREW OF MINE...

[The words are kind of growled out. He sounds none too pleased, despite the false politeness.]

If you would be so kind as to inform me of your whereabouts, since I notice they are not where I currently am, I would very much appreciate it.

I've had my fill of this place. Two bloody weeks is more than enough.

[Pause.]

This is Draco Malfoy.

[Another pause.]

P.S. For the love of Merlin, be quick about it.