He got out his quill and dipped it in blue ink. He brought it to his dairy and scribbled:


I'm sure it'll be quite odd to find a boy who writes a diary, especially in blue ink, but, I really don't care. Just as long as my brother doesn't read this. I assume he'll make fun of me until the end of my life if he discovers I've been writing a stupid diary.

I'm writing this because I just have nothing else to do. No friends who are awake enough to talk to me, or any homework I have to do. Yes, it is at night and I can't get to sleep. I'm also bored out of my mind. So, this is the least I can do.

You are reading the diary of Calum Ferguson. Close it while you still can.

He took out his quill again and wrote:


I'll provide you with a brief history of my life.

I was born in London, U.K., on the 4th September 1995 to Sophia Felloy and, muggle, Edward Fern. 3 months and 13 days before, though, they had another child, Brendon.
Edward died five years after this from lung cancer and Sophia was left alone, until another man came. Sophia Felloy and Peter Ferguson married and Sohpia quit her job in the Department of Law Enforcement and Peter took over in the Department of Magical Games and Sports.

Brendon and I are brothers to the life, though, Brendon can be a little annoying and I can be really annoyed about my brother's wretched behaviours. Some of like, showing off, trying to be 'cool', practical jokes and much more..


He put down his quill and parchment on his bedside table and decided to sleep.

The next night, he was up again.
So, he took out his quill, ink and diary. He dipped his quill into the ink and started to scribble:

Saturday, 28th June
I had a great day today. A date with Valentina. It wasn't what I'll call a perfect one, there were little accidents along the way, but it was cool. My first date... I doubt Brendon has had one yet. We don't talk much now. So, that's unfortunate..
Hogsmeade was such a beautiful place, nowhere like it. All snowy and the air is so crisp. Though, it was cold. Honeydukes was cool, all the most scrumptious sweets in the whole universe. Those butterbeers from The Three Broomsticks really warms you up.

It's getting too late now, I'll write when there's time.

Calum Ferguson

9th August 2008
I met Brendon in my classes today. It's good to see him active again. Normally, he doesn't attend any classes. I also saw Brooklyn, his date from the Spring Formal, today in the library. I think she's a bit too old. I mean, a fifth year dating a third year! Obviously, something's wrong, and I'm going to get to the bottom of it.
Your lips are sealed, diary...

I also went under the big tree with Valentina, today. She told me her history and I did too. But, then, something went wrong. She hated muggleborns. I can't stand people who do.. But, she has always been taught to dislike them, I guess that's how Dark Wizards came to be. They were taught things at home and wanted revenge or something other. But, Valentina's different, she's actually very nice, considering she's a Slytherin.

I'm going to continue my life, now. I bid my diary farewell and a pleasant night's sleep.

Calum Ferguson

10th August 2008
I usually don't say this very often, but I think there's an overload of girls in my life! I absolutely do not talk to any boys these days. Except for my brother, of course. Where are the boys?
--Question left unanswered.--
This will forever remain a rethorical question. No answering back, diary. Understand?
I presume so. Moving on...

Actually, I'm ending this diary entry. I'll be moving on tomorrow.
My sincerest apologies for the short entry, but I see no reason to continue, or in that case, anything to continue to.

Calum Ferguson

15th August 2008
Zackery and Brooklyn were shouting in the library today. Yes, shouting. It's a wonder the librarian didn't chuck them both out of the library and make them run to their common room as fast possible. I exited the library in an orderly fashion, before they actually got to another sentence.. It was a relief going through those doors.

I'm saying another farewell.

Calum Ferguson

19th August 2008
Okay, what is going on? Tell me, diary! Do anything, just answer me! I feel like I want to scream out loud like I have never done before. I feel so angry! At my brother, Brendon. He is such an idiot! I don't know why he got so angry, it's just that I got this stupid anger, now, from him! And I took it out on a Ravenclaw today, Eden, or whats-her-name.. I wish I hadn't. I haven't been on bad terms with someone since third grade in a muggle school.

Well, diary, if you're just going to stare at me like that, I'll say yet another farewell.

Calum Ferguson

23rd August 2008
I'm getting violent...
I got into a duel with one of my housemates. Eden Kaelyn. She asked for it, so I gave it to her. She got on my last nerves. But, I soon regretted it. I sent a 'sectumsempra' at her, and she set a fire to the room. Bad combination.
She was bleeding to death and I was going to be responsible for murder and probably sent to azkaban. Then, a Slytherin came and washed the fire away. Very fshy, in my opinion.
Of course, to stop Eden bleeding to death and me being responsible for it, I had to race to the Hospital Wing.. She wasn't even grateful to me for saving her d*mn life!

Before I smash this piece of parchment, goodbye.

Calum Ferguson

30th August 2008
I joined H.A.P.P.Y., 'Hogwarts Assistance for Pained, Problematic Youth'. I have no idea why I joined. The room looked like it needed some serious renovation. It looked ridiculous. All the happy colours, the bean bags.. what do they think we are? Five year olds or something?! Gosh!

There's also a party going on later in the night and we're all dressing up for it. It's going to be fun. Let's hope Emily tells the room to shut off anyone over the age of 18.

I also met a few more people.
Lily-Ann Pace.. Well, not 'Pace' anymore, but yeah.. She's my former-neighbour. She got kicked out of the house and disowned. Wow..
And Jess or Jessica or whatever Sage. Pretty weird. I like weird people.. *shrugs*

Alright, I got to go now, Diary. See you later.


Calum Ferguson

3rd September 2008
I am definitely not going to get myself in a another fight. One is plenty. I don't want to endure its pain anymore.
In both ways.
To hit someone with a spell, I feel the guilt raise in me.
To be hit by a spell, raises much pain to be cared for.
I am going to be my old self again. Or, at least, I will try to be. Fighting is not for me. Most boys will like fighting. I do not. I despise duels.
I don't want to feel the guilt, anger and pain anymore. It's not my way of life.

I end this diary entry, with a content sigh.
Not the one when someone is bored, the one where one is satisfied, but feels a feeling of tiredness and inactiveness.
Like, the fire's been blown out of me.
My diary entry will end here.

Calum Ferguson

20th September 2008
Well, I got my wish. I was not included in the fight. I felt a little left out, though. I change my mind. It seems my life was better when it had all the action and drama. Now, it's a little boring again.
Valentina got hurt. She's in the Hospital Wing now, I think. Yes, I left. It was getting boring anyway. Hope everyone will be alright.

Also, I changed my ink colour. I think this one would serve my moods better than the last. Or, I could just change inks everytime. That would cost a rather big sum of money, though. Oh well. I spend so much on you, Diary.

I'm going to go now. Get some sleep.


Calum Ferguson

2nd October 2008
I feel so lonely even my writing is failing. It's getting smaller and more curvy. I hate curvy writing. Straight is more of an option to me.I don't know what's up with me.

I'm so lonely. Everyone seems to have put me aside. First my father went, then my brother, then Valentina... Who else? Everyone's gone. Loneliness has infected my life. Now, I'm all content. I used to think 'Laughter is the key to living'. Now, all I can do is be content. Not saying that's not completely okay, but it's just..

At least I still have Septy and Grey. They'll always be my friends. Okay! I still have you too, Diary! But you're an inanimate object!

I used to hate Grey for the name he had. But now, feeling him at my side right now feels so comforting. I wish I could do something interesting again. Not just the normal attending lessons, eating and sleeping routine.

I suddenly just wish I could escape on a broom. But I can't. My life is.... so...

Calum left his diary and threw it to his bedside. There, a single tear rolled down his cheek. He heard the sound of yelping as Grey pounced down to avoid his trashing.
Slowly, he reached his quill and diary again and signed his name.

Calum Ferguson

He rolled over on his bed and invited Grey back on the bed, but he avoided it, sleeping on the floor instead. It was a safer place, but now he felt even more lonely.

Continuing his passage from above, he wrote.
very interesting.