When Albus Dumbledore tells Madam Pomfrey that
is expecting a most unusual student next term, she is amazed to find
this is to be a young werewolf, Remus Lupin. This is Poppy’s
My quarters here at Hogwarts are very pleasant, but I wanted to
my sitting room. Which meant sorting out the bookshelves and going
the boxes stored under the window seat. A wet Tuesday morning, no
in the hospital wing – a good time to begin. I pulled out the
box and opened the lid.
I’d only dealt with a few papers when I came across the books and
The items were carefully tied together with a length of green
On top, a bundle of letters in a flowing, gracious hand, evidence
a friendship which had grown largely by means of owl post. A
cut short all too soon through Gwen’s untimely death.
Immediately beneath them was a slim blue notebook with its
neatly indexed and a note inside the front cover: "Madam
– I hope this may be of some use to you. Gwen Lupin."
The bottom item was a larger green volume, my own writing this
I flicked through it. Seven years’ worth of notes and
medical details, library references, sketches, extracts from
I’d been so ignorant when it all began, so I’d recorded
And then I had kept it up as a sort of diary: my unwritten
with all the things I’d discovered, things that healers should
Below this bundle I found the calendar. I remembered it well – a
beautiful one, full of pictures of famous apothecary and herb
in Britain. The colours were still bright, the flowers and plants
gently to an unseen breeze. I lifted the first page and the card
A simple little card with a hand-drawn wreath of holly. I opened
and read the message, the writing very neat and tidy, yet in a
"To dear Madam Pomfrey. Thank you very much for everything. I
you have a very happy Christmas. Remus Lupin."
Remus Lupin. Ah, Remus …