September 3- 6 new Ravenclaws, one fairly quiet, studious boy, and two more outspoken ones who had a very vivid Quidditch discussion in the common room the previous night until someone yelled at them to tone it down. (Well, that is what I've heard, since I already relocated to the Eagle's Sanctuary when they got too loud for me to concentrate. Can you believe Snape set us a six-feet essay plus reading an entire chapter, on the first day, due tomorrow? There are three girls also, one of which spent half of the Welcoming Feast asking me how I thought the Great Hall was charmed, another one who has three (!) Kneazles and spent this evening showing off all the obscure cat facts she knows, (and when I say obscure I mean she knows how much the average Scottish Kneazle poops a day) and one who at one point today befriended the two Quidditch Boys, because they are now talking about the World Cup two years ago.

Loudly.

All in all, not a bad group of new Firsties.

Aurora Shafiq has developed a new passion, namely some Quodpot player who she says looks dashing. I say he looks pathetic. Honestly, how did Shafiq sneak her way into the house of the intelligent people?

Lilian went to Mexico with her father and sister this summer to look for Blubbering Humdingers. They didn't find any, but she doesn't seem to be bothered by that. She probably has a theory about their camouflage abilities already.

October 13- I've been feeling kind of weird today.

Restless. In a bad way. Like something settled down in my stomach and it's lying in wait, biding its time until its chance comes to take over. Slightly nauseous, sometimes. I've gone to Madam Pomfrey and she gave me some Pepperup, but it isn't helping.

I suppose I'm just imagining it. Maybe it'll go away if I don't think about it.

The point is, it's hard not to think about it.

Anyway. Defense, as I anticipated, focuses on magical creatures- it's not dangerous, it's been theoretical. We've been learning about the Rougarou, which is a dog-like creature that is probably going to haunt my dreams.

And I'm thinking about the Forbidden Forest and I don't know why.

October 17-I still feel like I should be somewhere else. It's not a good feeling. What is most worrisome is that I can't concentrate quite as well as in first year and my grade average is going downwards too. So I need to fix this.

Maybe it'll just miraculously go away, who knows?

October 20-Hem.

Totally not thinking about the Forbidden Forest.

REALLY.

October 20-Okay so I'm thoroughly creeped out and have no idea what excactly is happening

It's the middle of the night and I just woke up standing before the common room window facing the Forbidden Forest and I don't know how I got there. I don't know how it is possible that this year is so much worse than the previous. I don't know how it is possible that something is calling me, something evil, and I am scared oh god I should just go back to bed.

I can't sleep.

What if there's someone outside the dorm?

I want to go home. See my mum.

Primrose, grow up.

October 29-The Nargles are moving in different patterns. Miranda said the other day that mine seem to be frightened. That they are being disturbed by something even we can't see.

I'm scared.

October 30-I'm going there. To the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Just to see what's up. Maybe if I give in it'll go away? Would that be reasonable? It can't go on like this. Maybe it'll be okay if I just give in once. Maybe.

Hey, if I die there, I'd like to be buried in Godric's Hollow Cemetery. Just so you know.