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November 24, First Year
I didn't burn this stupid diary, in case you didn't know. I decided to keep it so I could take a look at my past thoughts every once in a while. That I would save it for emergencies.
This is and emergency.
Even though I didn't talk to Colin, I made sure to listen to be sure that he was doing alright. I guess I subconsciously sent out an ear when I heard his name mentioned. He was there, even though we didn't talk.
Now he's not. He's lying in a bed in this strange school that is part of a strange world. And he is alone. They say that he won't die, but I think that, in a way, he's already dead. Whether they can bring him back is the question.
Petrified. That's what they say he is. Petrified. I was petrified when I first saw him lying there. His happy, exuberant face had gone pale. His hands were still holding the camera that he loved, even though it wasn't there.
Seeing him killed me.
That is when I realized that one of my new priorities in life would be to make sure that Colin makes it.
I don't want to leave him behind as nothing but a memory. I want him there when I become Minister of Magic. There when I become a doctor. There when I become a lawyer.
And we will accelerate with me. When I win, he wins and the other way around.
I need Colin to wake up. I need to hear his voice again. And this stupid thing isn't helping him!
A/N: We didn't move it to Angst yet, because we're still considering. After all, he's not going to cut himself up or anything. He's just a boy whose life never goes the way he wants it to. Oh, well. In the next chapter, Colin wakes up and a crush starts happening. Not with Colin!