"I'll just be gone for the day. You and your brother will be okay with your dad today?" Hermione asked worriedly as she hauled on her shoes and a jumper.

"Mum, we will be fine!" Rose insisted. "It's just the Wizard Flu, not Spattergroit or Dragon Pox!"

"She's right, Mum. We've got this covered!" Hugo agreed.

Hermione didn't look convinced, but she relented.

"Okay then. Fine." Hermione went upstairs and into the room she and Ron shared, their children close behind her.

"Ron," she spoke softly as she lightly caressed his forehead as he lay in bed, looking utterly miserable.

"Yes... baby?" Ron groaned.

"I've got to head out to work now. Rose and Hugo will be here today if you need anything. There is Floo powder there if they need it to call me or another relative, but they won't need it, right?" Hermione asked.

"Yeah, sure, Hermione..." Ron coughed.

"Good." Hermione leaned forward to kiss him on the forehead.

She glanced at a washcloth on the bedside, soaked with sweat.

"Tergeo," she muttered, pointing her wand at it, and the cloth was fresh and clean once again.

She wiped his forehead with it. "You will behave for them?"

"I'll try..."

Hermione sighed. "It's all I could ask for, I suppose..."

"Okay, you two..." she shepherded out their children.

"The house is all stocked with food and drink for all of you and there's medicines and potions here for your father. He can be quite the big baby at times, especially when he's sick, but try not to let that get to you too much..." she hugged them both before stepping into another room to Disapparate to work.

"Alright then," Rose turned to her brother. "Our job is just to make sure that dad's comfortable for the day and that he takes his medication. It's just Wizard Flu, after all..." Rose said.

"You wouldn't know it just by looking at him," Hugo muttered. "He's acting like he's dying of a particularly nasty disease. Perhaps the Bubonic Plague or something similar. Ronald Bilius Weasley: 1980-2020. Maybe the quote on his grave would be something about the Chudley Canons. Or about him earning a Chocolate Frog card for what he did in the Second Wizarding War. The Chocolate Frog card being the more important part of all that, of course..." he chortled.

"The Bubonic Plague hardly affected wizards back then and it's all but rare to see it in the Muggle world now. I doubt it's going to come back and ravage the Wizarding population..." Rose rolled her eyes.

Hugo rolled his eyes as well. "It was just an example, Rosie. You don't have to take things so bloody literally..."

"Rose! Hugo!" Ron called out from upstairs.

Rose sighed. "Duty calls, brother dear. Duty calls..."

This is a story for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Comptition on the Harry Potter Fanfiction Challenges Forum combining the Year 1 Herbology/Charms classes.

Prompt Character: Rose W.

Year: 2020

Spell: Tergeo

Action: Kiss

Phrase: Yes baby.

Upper Word Limit: 3000

Lower Word Limit: 111

Precise Word Count: 464

Genre: Humour