wheresmytoad @ 2003-09-30 20:55:00 |
Current mood: | sore |
I thought I was in rather good shape after a summer spent lifting bags of peat and compost, but since I've been running in the mornings for almost a week with Padma, I've found all sorts of muscles I had no idea I had. And they're not very happy with me. Padma says to stick it out and it'll get better.
Bad news: Madam Pomfrey had given me a sleeping draught that really helped keep the nightmares at bay, but she's told me she's cutting me off, starting tomorrow night. Too likely to be habit-forming she said.
Um, Professor Black, would you let me know when we might try that 'Redige' spell again, please?
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