Where are you? I haven't heard from you in possibly months. I'm beginning to worry, and that's really saying something.
I tried seeing Harry the other day. I went to one of his Quidditch matches, (in my Animagus form, obviously) but I do not think it went very well. He fell off his broom, which wasn't very good. I don't think it had anything to do with me, but just in case I'm bad luck or something of the sort, I'm not going to attend anymore of his matches.
How are you, though? Are you feeling alright? Have you been drinking your potion? I am getting very concerned, old man. If you don't answer soon, I'm going to have to walk straight into Hogwarts and get you myself.
Fortunately for you, I'm going to dropping by. I'll give you whistle, eh?