I don't know if Sirius or anyone else told you, but I didn't transform. It would be downright ungrateful to whinge about how I feel today. But the wolf was very close all night, and so I don't remember a great deal.

I'm terribly groggy. Achy. Exhausted. A little restless, but nothing like before the moon. I suppose you must feel that way, too, every month? I don't have any idea if it would be worse or better if I had completely transformed.

Also, rather embarrassed. About some of the things that Terry must have seen. I am going to write to him to thank him, because he really did help, but I'm afraid it will be a little awkward. I mean, I was glad he was there in the end, really glad. But I don't know if I can ask it of him to do it again next month.

There isn't much dignity about it, is there? None at all, really.