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Am weak but alive, and back in my rooms. Wondering what happened, hoping I did no damage to anyone else but myself. I have a lot of questions but am too tired to ask them.

Sirius is acting like a house-elf, bringing tea and chocolates and soup. Asked him to wear nothing but a tea cosy, and he says that I must be getting better. Still won't let me out of bed though.

He thinks something went wrong with the potion. I told him we can't be sure. Must remember to speak to Severus later.

I will sleep, now.