September 26th

Hours spent in bed: 15
Lessons missed: 2
Size of headache: small African country

8.00am - Feel awful. Head hurts as if had just been hit by large truck. Cannot face lessons; am going back to bed.

12.56pm - Cannot believe that have missed so much work! Must get up, must get to afternoon classes.
12.57pm - Am sure that room is not supposed to spin in such fashion. Must go back to bed.

2.32pm - Was just woken by Ginny, sent by Harry and Ron to check up on self. Is nice that friends are so thoughtful, but wish that was in a state to enjoy such thoughtfulness. Cannot write anymore, as page is blurring into one big scribbly mess, and brain feels like is threatening to jump out front of skull.

5.36pm - Woken again by Ginny, this time with tasty tea from Great Hall. Sadly do not feel in right state to eat most of it. Hate being ill!

6.02pm - Managed to get all the way down to the Common Room without passing out. Felt that was necessary to make an appearance to reassure Harry and Ron that am not dead. Cannot have Harry worrying about self when he has much more important things to be worrying about, such as killing Voldemort and saving whole of wizarding world and the like.

6.45pm - Could not take loud voices and bright lights any longer, and so have retreated back to own bed in dormitory. Will get some more sleep now, certainly will be better tomorrow.

September 27th

Hours slept: lost count
Books read in last 24 hours: 0 (v. bad sign)
Overall feeling of well-being: 2 (out of ten)

Could not remain consigned to bed any longer, so got up this morning anyway despite feelings over over-whelming rubbishness. Told self that illness is all in the head, and if did not think about it then would not feel ill. Unfortunately, my illness really is in my head, so find self feeling worse even than when got up this morning.

Am currently sitting in charms, trying v. hard to hide just huge headache and ill-feeling from Ron and Harry, who have threatened to drag self to Madam Pomfrey if health was not improved today. Cannot give in to horrid germs; must stay strong, if only for Harry's sake.

11.56am - Where am I?
11.58am - Turns out that am in hospital wing. Stood up to leave charms and promptly collapsed. Luckily, good friend Ron was standing close by and caught self before could hit the floor. Was then brought to hospital wing by aforementioned knight-in-shining-armour and Harry, where am now lieing.
11.59am - Did I just call Ron my knight-in-shining-armour?
12.00pm - Oh dear, sitting up was not a good idea... feel all woosy again...

12.16pm - Passed out again. Luckily, this time was already in hospital wing, so am in best place possible. So Madam Pomfrey told me, as I sobbed uncontrollably upon waking up that am not ill, am never ill, and have never passed out before. Not counting this morning, obviously.

2.30pm - Got some more sleep, and have just woken up again. Am pleased to note that whatever Madam Pomfrey fed to self was v. good, since feel considerably better than did earlier. Still only about a 5 out of ten, but will take any improvement going at the moment. On the upside, friends will be coming to visit later. Am looking forward v. much to seeing friends.

4.15pm - Friends! Harry, Ginny and Ron have all come to cheer up self, and say that being ill is not so bad after all, because you get 'Get Well Soon' cards and chocolate and the like. Nice friends brought cards from themselves and other Gryffindors. Was also presented with 'Get Well Soon' package from Mrs Weasley, containing chocolate, fudge, toffee and many other things that am sure am not supposed to be eating when sick. Do not care, as shall eat them when am feeling better.

5.32pm - Friends kicked out of hospital wing because 'Miss Granger needs her rest'. Meh. Miss Granger wants her friends here, actually. Meh, meh and meh again. Am being kept in over night "for observation" just in case suffer a relapse. Please, please, please, do not let me suffer a relapse. Do not think that could cope with another day of illness and general terrible health. Would even prefer to be stuck in room with Malfoy for ten minutes than another day of this. Possibly.

September 28th

Times fainted: 0 (v. good)
Size of headache: very small furry creature
Well-being on scale of one to ten: 7 1/2 (not bad)

Seems that am finally over whole horrid illness. Mostly. Have been forced to stay bed ridden again today, but was released after classes had ended for the day. For some strange reason, Madam Pomfrey seemed to think that would be tempted back to potions today, merely because had suggested to Harry yesterday that would be matter of life or death if he did not take proper notes for it in my absence. Hmph. In own defence, should mention that was a v. important lesson. Not that all lessons are not v. important. Hmm, can possibly see Madam Pomfrey's point of view.

Anyway, am now sitting in Gryffindor Common Room, feeling slightly better now that am on the mend at last. Wonder where caught illness from in first place?

Author's Note: Not a huge section again, but my protestation is that I'm not very well at the moment. Poor Hermione must have caught it from me... :(