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I am happy to announce that I have finally been released from the hospital wing. It's a good thing, as I was about to lose what is left of my mind. I have had enough of resting. I have had enough of taking it easy. I have had enough.
First of all, I am sorry to have caused anyone distress. Especially you, Harry.
I wish to thank everyone who sent cards or gifts or positive thoughts my way. The gift of a mirror and brush was most appreciated, even if it was a dog brush. Those are actually the best for my hair. The flea collar was unnecessary, however, and sent Poppy into paroxysms of angst that anyone would suggest that her hospital harbored pests.
Though I was allowed few visitors (this was not at my behest, I assure you) I do appreciate your efforts. At the very least I had Ron to talk to, and Remus made sure Harry got in finally. The games of chess helped relieve the boredom, even if playing with Remus isn't much of a challenge for even a recently comatose man. Mr. Weasley, on the other hand, is quite another matter. He is a top-notch player and I believe has been coaching Remus on the sly. Remus even managed to smuggle in some vegetarian lasagna for me. Hospital food is dreadful and I doubt Poppy has ever heard of a herbivorous canine.
And finally: I believe I owe a great deal of thanks, and most likely, my life, to Professor Snape. Hard though it is to admit it. Though the man has the bedside manner of a brick.
~Sirius
First of all, I am sorry to have caused anyone distress. Especially you, Harry.
I wish to thank everyone who sent cards or gifts or positive thoughts my way. The gift of a mirror and brush was most appreciated, even if it was a dog brush. Those are actually the best for my hair. The flea collar was unnecessary, however, and sent Poppy into paroxysms of angst that anyone would suggest that her hospital harbored pests.
Though I was allowed few visitors (this was not at my behest, I assure you) I do appreciate your efforts. At the very least I had Ron to talk to, and Remus made sure Harry got in finally. The games of chess helped relieve the boredom, even if playing with Remus isn't much of a challenge for even a recently comatose man. Mr. Weasley, on the other hand, is quite another matter. He is a top-notch player and I believe has been coaching Remus on the sly. Remus even managed to smuggle in some vegetarian lasagna for me. Hospital food is dreadful and I doubt Poppy has ever heard of a herbivorous canine.
And finally: I believe I owe a great deal of thanks, and most likely, my life, to Professor Snape. Hard though it is to admit it. Though the man has the bedside manner of a brick.
~Sirius