A/N: Yes, here it is. The sequel to Sick Day. This is Christmas Break
of Harry's sixth year and no a certain person did not die. This is, as
you may have guessed, AU. As usual I own nothing except the plot (and
maybe a couple potions too). No this is not slash. Even though I read
it, I don't write it and I don't approve of it in real life.
(*) A Boring Christmas Break (*)
Sirius plopped on the couch in defeat. Trying to get Harry to
see Madam Pomfrey was like getting James to touch Snape. It just
wasn't going to be done. In all honesty, Sirius was really worried.
Harry had a bad cold from the first day of Christmas break. The cold
cleared up, but then a few days ago Harry was sick again. Remus had
said that Harry had the flu and needed to be checked out and of course
Harry had flat out refused.
Remus came striding in and sat in an armchair across from Sirius. One
look at Sirius's face told Remus that Harry still wasn't cooperating.
'We could force him you know.'
Sirius glared at Remus then shrugged. 'I'm not forcing him to do
anything. Let him get sick for all I care.'
It was Remus' turn to glare. 'Sirius you know you don't mean that. As
I recall a certain other black haired boy never liked going to the
hospital wing either.'
Remus looked pointedly at Sirius and smirked. Sirius's glare darkened
and he stood up. Storming out of the room, Sirius called over his
shoulder, 'I'm going to bed, you try to convince him.' More softly he
muttered, 'Stubborn brat.'
Remus smiled knowing that Sirius' last comment meant that he knew
Remus was right. Going into the kitchen, Remus heard muffled voices
upstairs and then two doors slamming. Remus groaned and wondered when
Sirius was going to stop acting like a kid. He was surprised at Harry
too. Remus had never expected this kind of behavior out of him. Oh
well, thought Remus, he has to be a kid sometime in his life.
Remus walked around the kitchen making dinner. He figured they would
have something simple that was they would have time for chess or
something. Remus walked toward the door and looked out the window.
Everything was covered in white snow and a slight breeze made a
soothing whistle through the trees. The three of them lived in a
cottage out in the middle of nowhere, as Sirius described it.
The cottage was made of rich ebony wood, furnished with a small
fireplace and a basement. It had belonged to Remus's grandfather and
was highly protected with every charm possible. The cottage had three
bedrooms, two bathrooms, a den, a living room, and a good-sized
kitchen. The basement, which Albus had added, was for Remus'
transformations. On learning that he would be able to leave his
relatives and live him and Sirius, Harry was ecstatic about the whole
idea.
So Siruis, Remus, and Harry made all the preparations that were needed
and moved in. Even though Remus liked it idea from the start, he had
to admit at first it was a bit awkward. Everything was fine now except
the Harry-doesn't-want-to- see-the-healer thing. Remus sighed and
shouted upstairs, 'Come on lunch is ready.' Remus listened carefully
and about five minutes later he heard feet shuffling and pounding down
the steps.
Sirius entered the kitchen quickly and sat down. Following much slower
Harry was right behind him. Remus looked at the boy and sighed again.
Harry was very pale and his eyes glistened with fever. His steps were
sluggish and eyed the food with distaste. He cleared his throat and
said hoarsely, 'I..I'm not very hungry Remus.' Remus walked over there
and put a hand to Harry's forehead. Taking his hand away he grabbed
Harry's arm and led him to a chair.
'Harry listen to me and look at me. You are sick no matter what you
say. You have a fever and from what I can tell so far, by much
experience, you are starting to get the flu. Now I am begging you to
have someone come look at you if you won't go to them.'
Sirius looked from Harry to Remus. When Harry nodded Sirius wore a
shocked expression. 'Whoa, Remmie did you put a spell on him or..or
something.'
Remus rolled his eyes and Harry laid his head in his arms. Harry
shuddered and closed his eyes. Concern covered both of the two adults
face and Sirius asked, 'Harry do you need something? Should we get
Madam Pomfrey right now?'
Harry shrugged and sat up. Remus looked at him and his eyes widened.
Grabbing a near by trash can he helped Harry get to the bathroom.
Sirius grimaced and kept eating his sandwich. Before Remus and Harry
got to the bathroom, Harry had already started vomiting. Remus held
the trashcan as they entered the bathroom.
A few minutes later, Remus came out. Sirius looked up and said, 'I'll
contact Poppy.' Remus nodded and went back to Harry. Harry was leaning
the side of the sink, moaning with each new wave of nausea that came.
He had his eyes closed and he opened them when he felt a cool rag on
his face. 'Thanks Remus,' he mumbled. 'No problem Harry but listen,
Sirius is contacting Poppy to come here. Okay just wait a few minutes
longer.'
Harry nodded and closed his eyes. A few seconds later his eyes popped
open. 'Remus,' he managed to say before retching into the toilet
again. He could feel Remus rubbing his back and holding the rag on the
back of his neck. After a few moments the retching stopped and he
nodded to Remus. Remus grabbed the trashcan and they headed toward the
living room. Laying Harry on the couch, Remus went to the den where
Sirius and Poppy were just coming out.
'Where's Potter? I hear he seems to have this flu bug that's sprouting
around everywhere. You two are lucky I am free. Oh well let's go take
care of Potter first.'
Sirius led the way and Poppy somehow managed to get to Harry before
Sirius did. She asked the two wizards to leave and Remus pulled a very
reluctant Sirius out of the living room and into the kitchen.
Satisfied that she would have no distractions, Madam Pomfrey took
Harry's temperature and his appearance.
'Tell me Potter how long have you had the flu?'
'Couple days.'
'Ah, okay well here is a fever potion and a retching potion. Yes
Potter you heard me correctly. Now take the fever potion three times a
day and the retching potion every hour, on the hour for a whole week
except of course when you are asleep. If you need anything just call,
okay?'
Harry nodded and Madam Pomfrey gave a brisk nod in farewell. Moments
later Sirius came in and administered Harry in his medicine. 'So
Harry,' Sirius said, 'Do you want to go to bed or what?'
Harry frowned. Was Sirius mad or being his usual, cocky self?
'If you don't mind I am kind of tired.' Sirius nodded and helped Harry
up the stairs to the bedroom. Setting down the trashcan by Harry's
bed, Sirius tucked the boy in and extinguished the lights. Before
closing the door Sirius turned back with a grin and said, 'I told you
so.' Harry glared at him and Sirius closed the door. Harry had almost
forgotten about their little bet about Harry seeing Madam Pomfrey.
Now it was going to cost him ten chocolate frogs. Harry turned on his
side and sighed. Already Christmas was looking bad and he didn't know
how it could get any worse.
There it is, the chapter for my new story. I hope you guys enjoyed it
and I was wondering should I write another chapter or leave it like it
is? You guys tell me okay?
of Harry's sixth year and no a certain person did not die. This is, as
you may have guessed, AU. As usual I own nothing except the plot (and
maybe a couple potions too). No this is not slash. Even though I read
it, I don't write it and I don't approve of it in real life.
(*) A Boring Christmas Break (*)
Sirius plopped on the couch in defeat. Trying to get Harry to
see Madam Pomfrey was like getting James to touch Snape. It just
wasn't going to be done. In all honesty, Sirius was really worried.
Harry had a bad cold from the first day of Christmas break. The cold
cleared up, but then a few days ago Harry was sick again. Remus had
said that Harry had the flu and needed to be checked out and of course
Harry had flat out refused.
Remus came striding in and sat in an armchair across from Sirius. One
look at Sirius's face told Remus that Harry still wasn't cooperating.
'We could force him you know.'
Sirius glared at Remus then shrugged. 'I'm not forcing him to do
anything. Let him get sick for all I care.'
It was Remus' turn to glare. 'Sirius you know you don't mean that. As
I recall a certain other black haired boy never liked going to the
hospital wing either.'
Remus looked pointedly at Sirius and smirked. Sirius's glare darkened
and he stood up. Storming out of the room, Sirius called over his
shoulder, 'I'm going to bed, you try to convince him.' More softly he
muttered, 'Stubborn brat.'
Remus smiled knowing that Sirius' last comment meant that he knew
Remus was right. Going into the kitchen, Remus heard muffled voices
upstairs and then two doors slamming. Remus groaned and wondered when
Sirius was going to stop acting like a kid. He was surprised at Harry
too. Remus had never expected this kind of behavior out of him. Oh
well, thought Remus, he has to be a kid sometime in his life.
Remus walked around the kitchen making dinner. He figured they would
have something simple that was they would have time for chess or
something. Remus walked toward the door and looked out the window.
Everything was covered in white snow and a slight breeze made a
soothing whistle through the trees. The three of them lived in a
cottage out in the middle of nowhere, as Sirius described it.
The cottage was made of rich ebony wood, furnished with a small
fireplace and a basement. It had belonged to Remus's grandfather and
was highly protected with every charm possible. The cottage had three
bedrooms, two bathrooms, a den, a living room, and a good-sized
kitchen. The basement, which Albus had added, was for Remus'
transformations. On learning that he would be able to leave his
relatives and live him and Sirius, Harry was ecstatic about the whole
idea.
So Siruis, Remus, and Harry made all the preparations that were needed
and moved in. Even though Remus liked it idea from the start, he had
to admit at first it was a bit awkward. Everything was fine now except
the Harry-doesn't-want-to- see-the-healer thing. Remus sighed and
shouted upstairs, 'Come on lunch is ready.' Remus listened carefully
and about five minutes later he heard feet shuffling and pounding down
the steps.
Sirius entered the kitchen quickly and sat down. Following much slower
Harry was right behind him. Remus looked at the boy and sighed again.
Harry was very pale and his eyes glistened with fever. His steps were
sluggish and eyed the food with distaste. He cleared his throat and
said hoarsely, 'I..I'm not very hungry Remus.' Remus walked over there
and put a hand to Harry's forehead. Taking his hand away he grabbed
Harry's arm and led him to a chair.
'Harry listen to me and look at me. You are sick no matter what you
say. You have a fever and from what I can tell so far, by much
experience, you are starting to get the flu. Now I am begging you to
have someone come look at you if you won't go to them.'
Sirius looked from Harry to Remus. When Harry nodded Sirius wore a
shocked expression. 'Whoa, Remmie did you put a spell on him or..or
something.'
Remus rolled his eyes and Harry laid his head in his arms. Harry
shuddered and closed his eyes. Concern covered both of the two adults
face and Sirius asked, 'Harry do you need something? Should we get
Madam Pomfrey right now?'
Harry shrugged and sat up. Remus looked at him and his eyes widened.
Grabbing a near by trash can he helped Harry get to the bathroom.
Sirius grimaced and kept eating his sandwich. Before Remus and Harry
got to the bathroom, Harry had already started vomiting. Remus held
the trashcan as they entered the bathroom.
A few minutes later, Remus came out. Sirius looked up and said, 'I'll
contact Poppy.' Remus nodded and went back to Harry. Harry was leaning
the side of the sink, moaning with each new wave of nausea that came.
He had his eyes closed and he opened them when he felt a cool rag on
his face. 'Thanks Remus,' he mumbled. 'No problem Harry but listen,
Sirius is contacting Poppy to come here. Okay just wait a few minutes
longer.'
Harry nodded and closed his eyes. A few seconds later his eyes popped
open. 'Remus,' he managed to say before retching into the toilet
again. He could feel Remus rubbing his back and holding the rag on the
back of his neck. After a few moments the retching stopped and he
nodded to Remus. Remus grabbed the trashcan and they headed toward the
living room. Laying Harry on the couch, Remus went to the den where
Sirius and Poppy were just coming out.
'Where's Potter? I hear he seems to have this flu bug that's sprouting
around everywhere. You two are lucky I am free. Oh well let's go take
care of Potter first.'
Sirius led the way and Poppy somehow managed to get to Harry before
Sirius did. She asked the two wizards to leave and Remus pulled a very
reluctant Sirius out of the living room and into the kitchen.
Satisfied that she would have no distractions, Madam Pomfrey took
Harry's temperature and his appearance.
'Tell me Potter how long have you had the flu?'
'Couple days.'
'Ah, okay well here is a fever potion and a retching potion. Yes
Potter you heard me correctly. Now take the fever potion three times a
day and the retching potion every hour, on the hour for a whole week
except of course when you are asleep. If you need anything just call,
okay?'
Harry nodded and Madam Pomfrey gave a brisk nod in farewell. Moments
later Sirius came in and administered Harry in his medicine. 'So
Harry,' Sirius said, 'Do you want to go to bed or what?'
Harry frowned. Was Sirius mad or being his usual, cocky self?
'If you don't mind I am kind of tired.' Sirius nodded and helped Harry
up the stairs to the bedroom. Setting down the trashcan by Harry's
bed, Sirius tucked the boy in and extinguished the lights. Before
closing the door Sirius turned back with a grin and said, 'I told you
so.' Harry glared at him and Sirius closed the door. Harry had almost
forgotten about their little bet about Harry seeing Madam Pomfrey.
Now it was going to cost him ten chocolate frogs. Harry turned on his
side and sighed. Already Christmas was looking bad and he didn't know
how it could get any worse.
There it is, the chapter for my new story. I hope you guys enjoyed it
and I was wondering should I write another chapter or leave it like it
is? You guys tell me okay?
