Ron Weasley rolled over in his bed as he felt his wife jump out and a door slam. Right now, he was on vacation with his wife, their two kids, Rose and Hugo. They went on holiday to somewhere in the mountains, (but Ron wasn't sure where as he didn't plan the trip) for Christmas with the Potter family and Teddy. Hermione had gotten sick the day before, only there third day on the trip, claiming she was just tired but last night she threw up, and Ron was sure thats where she was now.
As he rolled out of bed he grunted, making his way toward the bathroom door of the master room he and Hermione had been sharing. He had heard the retching from where he was standing outside the door. Ron pushed the door open and kneeled next to his wife holding her curly, bushy, wild hair back as she was sick.
Once she was done, she leaned back into Ron arms, trying to control the tears that were leaking from her eyes.
"Hey, love, its okay" Ron soothed "Are you done?". Hermione nodded in response wanting to rinse the disgusting taste out of her mouth.
Ron seemed to read her mind as he filled up a small cup and let his wife rinse out her mouth. Once Hermione was done Ron helped her back to bed and laid her down. He felt her forehead and realized she had a fever.
Ron came to the conclusion that he was not going back to bed so, once Hermione had fallen asleep, he made his way downstairs to make some tea. When he got to the first floor landing he saw his daughter, Rosie and nephew, Al coloring on the floor. Walking past them he entered the kitchen and saw his sister, Ginny and her husband, Harry drinking tea. He cleared his throat so they knew he was there.
"Morning Ron. Didn't expect to see you up this early on holiday! I mean phew seven-thirty am! Im shocked! Ginny teased looking up at her older brother.
"Haha very funny. Well I would be sleeping if Hermione didn't decide to puke her guts out for the second time this morning." Ron said bitterly, putting the teapot on the stove.
"So, she is sick?" Harry asked?. He had a feeling she was sick yesterday but Harry knew that Hermione would never fully admit she was sick until it was painfully obvious.
"Yes, she has a fever now and woke up ate around two because she was being sick then was sick again around 25 minutes ago" Ron finished just as the teapot began to whistle. Pouring himself a cup of tea he sat down next to the couple at the table and drank his tea. The group spoke quietly until 5 year old Lilly and Hugo ran in the door, panting.
"quick we need to hide" Lilly said to Hugo, her best friend and cousin.
"Guys, why do you need to hide?" Ginny asked looking from her daughter to her nephew.
"Because, Auntie Ginny." Hugo said "Mummy said that if we hide well enough the tickle bug won't get us and we don't want the tickle bug"
"Yea so we need to hide or the tickle bug will come!" Lilly exclaimed.
"Was mummy in bed went you went to her?" Ron asked his son.
"Yes but she was awake she said she tired that why she stay in bed." Hugo replied to his father.
Ron and Harry's eyes met and they knew what was going on. Hermione was going to try and say that she was just tired again today even if she was ill.
"Lilly, Hugo I need you guys to promise me something?" Ginny asked "you won't go bothering Auntie Hermione today. Okay?" The two children gave nods of there heads as they went to go hide in the living room from said 'tickle bug'.
"Todays going to be interesting" muttered harry under his breathe.
"Ron do you want me to bring her some tea? Maybe I can get through to her more than you and Harry can? Ginny offered.
"You wouldn't mind?" Ron asked. When Ginny nodded he agreed. Ron figured that Ginny could possibly get Hermione to admit she was sick, since they had gone to each other for practically every problem they've had, since the trios fourth year.
Ginny went upstairs to go check on her best friend. Once she got to the landing that the two master bedrooms were on she went into Hermione room.
The sight she saw was something ginny had never seen in her life. Hermione was laying on her side facing the door, and had her eyes half open, with tears leaking out of them, flushed cheeks, a red nose, messy hair, and her eyes half open, barley focused. Ginny immediately rushed over to the older girls side and began brushing the hair off her friends sweaty forehead. She then realized that her fever had probably increased and was near being delirious as she had not made a comment on how she was 'just tired'.
"Poor Hermione, your so sick. I really hope none of the kids caught this" Ginny mumbled to her friend although, Hermione showed no signs of hearing her.