When Hermione opened the door it was a bit of a relief and it all began to sink in. Sinking on to her couch he held out the parchment he'd been given.
"Poisoned, like imperious...no antidote. Hermione I'm such an idiot."
His head was beginning to hurt now although not his scar and the feeling of a normal headache was almost strange. He ground the palm of his hand into his temple in an effort to make the pain stop.