I open my eyes to see Dobby on my bed staring at me. I jump.

"Dobby just wanted to make sure Harry Potter is okay." He says.

He jumps down. I sit up. I rub my face. What a night. I look at my bitemark and it's gone. Magic works in wonderous yet mysterious ways.

"Harry Potter must drink to regain his strength." Dobby hands me a glass of water.

I grab it and I chug it down. It burns my throat a little but other than that it's fine. Sirius comes in. I look up at him. I run and hug him. While I do, I can hear his pulse. I can hear his blood flowing through his veins. I can smell his blood. I can feel his blood.

"Are you alright Harry?" Sirius says.

"Yeah I'm fine." I answer.

Hermione and Ron rush in. They hug me so quickly. I can smell their blood. It's addicting. It floods my nose. It smells intoxicating. It draws me. I move my nose closer to Hermione's neck.

"Harry! Are you alright?" Hermione asks.

"Fine." I say drawing back.

"What happened?" Ron asks.

"I....don't remember." I shrug.

"You must be starving." Hermione says.

"No. I'm not. Just eager to go back to school." I say.