I know that none of you can read my journal because I spelled it. And the only person who knows the counter-spell is Hermione, and she doesn't even know I exist. Yes, I know you exist. Every last one of you. I know your house, your age, your name, and everything else about you. But you know nothing of me because to most people I don't even exist.
I wonder if people even know I'm here
No one cares
Oh well, they can notice me or not notice me
I don't matter to anyone
All that matters is school work
I can't fell anything anymore
I better go get it done
I'm just an empty void