After much convincing, Madame Pomfrey agreed to let me go. The happening at the Quidditch match have scared some sense into me, in more ways than one. While we were recovering from bruises and pulled muscles, Colin and I had a nice chat. I got to get a few thing off my chest that haven been causing my unusual behavior. My actions as of late
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