[in Building 3, a journal picks up soft moaning and shuffling; eventually, something coherent, soft and confused]

...Dora?

[he's in their bed, covered in blankets and bandages; there isn't much pain anymore, but he feels as if he hasn't moved much for some time]

[Remus steps out of the library and into a cacophony of confusion; a quick skim of his journal reveals nothing much, only that there's been a sudden flood of new arrivals

soon enough he's wandering carefully through the chaos, grateful that he knows the town rather well by now; he keeps an eye out for anyone who needs help, or is causing trouble]

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