   7 January 1999 - EveningI went to Snape Manor today, to give the blood Severus and Hannah need for their research. It went well, I think. Severus has agreed to accept my help on the potion, which surprises me, to be honest. I certainly never thought the day would come when Severus Snape would accept my help. But then, as I have certainly discovered, being near death can shift your perspective... and your priorities.One disturbing thing happened, though... I blacked out as Severus was taking my blood. I don't know if it was because it was heart's blood, or if I am just not quite as recovered from the silver poisoning as I would like to believe, but I can't seem to recall anything from when he started to draw the blood, to when I found myself on the floor sometime later, with Severus bending over me and shaking me. He was obviously concerned, and why not? A dead werewolf in his laboratory would hardly have pleased him, to be sure. Difficult to explain, too.I am being petty, and I know it. We're... friends now, I think. Or something that can possibly become friends, perhaps? Even if he seemed rather distant and remote until I departed, I think I can safely chalk that up to the severe pain and strain he seems to be under. By the time I left, he appeared to be in agony.I just wish I could shake this feeling that there was something I was missing. Some scent on the air that was... wrong. But I was feeling rather lightheaded myself at that point, and didn't stay much longer once I felt well enough to apparate home. I will rest up for the next few days, and not push it. Tonks will be coming by this weekend to visit with Bill and I, and I want to enjoy it.Blast it, my lip is bleeding again. I must have bitten it when I fell. |
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