Chapter One: Unrelenting.
Dear Diary,
It's always been kind of difficult for me to put what I am feeling down on paper, partially because I never know the right words to say, and partially because I am afraid someone will find them and read them. But there is something that I must say. I had a thought that quickly mushroomed into a dream, and from a dream has now become the only reason why I want to exist. His name is Tom Riddle.
I suppose that I have always had feelings for him, but lately, these feelings have become overwhelming.
What is most awful about this situation is that I am not a pretty girl, and any chance of catching his attention is thoroughly impossible. I wish so desperately that he could, for one minute, notice me. Unfortunately, I will never have that luxury.
I guess I should finish my schoolwork, but I will write again soon.

Dear Diary,
My heart is broken. No words can even begin to describe how broken it is - any happiness that I felt since my last entry is completely absent from my life.
Today, during Transfiguration, I heard Tom talking to his girlfriend - an attractive Slytherin girl named Olive Hornby. He pointed at me I think we should learn how to Transfigure her into a dead toad - wouldn't that be an improvement! As shameful as this is to admit, I could not keep myself from crying. I can't believe he could say something like that. I can't believe that he would treat a person that way. As far as I can recall, I have never done anything to upset him. I have never mistreated or disrespected him - and for some reason, he takes such great pleasure in destroying me.
I wonder, would his feelings towards me be any different if he knew how I felt about him? If he could only understand how much I love him. I really think I am in love with him. We'd be perfect together - I know we would. If he'd only give me a chance.

Dear Diary,
He completely ignored me today, which I suppose is an improvement. I don't know why I can't give up on him, especially when he hurts me so much.