OKAY THIS IS JUST A FOLLOW UP CHAPTER...
I laid in my lumpy hospital bed for about ten minutes before any life entered the room. I heard the door close and the tapping of little heels was hitting the ground. The curtain around me quickly flashed open.
"Oh Ms. Lestrange!" Ms. Pomfrey almost shouted as she flashed a large smile. She walked over to me and stuck her hand on my head.
"Good your fever has dropped. My goodness everyone has been so worried about you. Is there anything I can get or do for you." She asked.
"Well, I would like to write a few letters to my family, I am sure they are worried, and perhaps a glass of water." I dryly said.
"Right away Ms. Lestrange." The nurse disappeared behind the curtain and then reappeared with in a minute. She handed me a tray that had a glass of water, ink, quill, and several pieces of paper. I started out with writing three general letters to my Aunt, Uncle, and father to inform them I was well. It took me a while to decide on my mothers letter, I wanted to ask her what she thought of or knew of my dark professor but I did not want her to worry about or suspect anything that maybe false. Finally I put the ink to paper and began to write. I quickly summed up everything about me being sick and what not and how I am now feeling better and I finally asked her what she thought of Professor Snape.
"Madam Pomfrey." I quietly said. I could see the nurse's shadow get up from her desk and travel over to me.
"Yes Ms. Lestrange."
"Will you please get these sent as soon as possible." I said, handing her my four letters.
"Of course, I will go send them now."
"Thank you." I said. The kind nurse was now gone and the room had an unnatural empty and lonely feel to it. I just shut my eyes and took a nap.
"Ms. Lestrange, Ms. Lestrange." The voice repeated. I opened my eyes from a nice nap and the nurse was standing over me with a letter in one hand.
"I am sorry to have disrupted your sleep but a letter came for you." She said handing it to me. I sat up and began to read it.
"Capella, my darling! I am so glad you are okay, we have been so worried about you. Dumbledore alerted us on the night you feel ill. I feel that next time you start to feel sick or another headache you go see your nurse and not wait until the pain is unbearable. Anyway I am glad you are well once again but I feel we need to discuss another matter. I am curious to why you ponder about Professor Snape but I feel that he may appear to be a good guy who just wants to help you but hold no trust with in him and know his kind act of helping you is just a kind act and nothing more. He is not always so loyal and kind to the people he claims to be. Love, mother." I finished the long letter and felt confused. I had always know there was some type of past between my mum and professor but it wasn't clear. But, it was now clear what my mum thought of Snape and I was to believe her. As I laid in my bed, I began to think differently about my approaches towards my professor, he was always a teacher I felt a higher amount of comfort and a connection with but now I thought I should just thank him and leave behind our relationship and perhaps just ignore him like the other students.