"I don't feel good"
Molly’s motherly instincts kicked in at hearing the four words. The boy before her looked about the same age as her twin brothers. “Here.” Before she knew what she was doing, she lead the boy over to a chair. “Sit.” Her voice was gentle, but firm. She looked him over. He certainly didn’t look good. “What exactly doesn’t feel right? Are you nauseated?”
Without waiting for him to reply, Molly placed a hand on his forehead. “Hmmm…well, young man, I’d say you have a fever.” Molly flicked her wand and a goblet appeared out of thin air. “Aquamenti.” The goblet filled with water and she handed it to the boy. “Drink this,” she ordered. She flicked her wand again and a blanket appeared. She wrapped it around the boy’s shoulders. “You need to drink lots of water and stay warm.”
arthursmolly:
“Well, Hogwart is a big school. Can’t expect everyone to know everyone.”
“That’s true,” he agreed, “I can barely identify my year mates some days.”










