A/D: Don't Harry Potter+ Ain't Rich= NOT J.K.R.

A/N: Mwuahaha, another sick fanfic! It's slightly humorous –hopefully-, and I'm going to try to not make the characters to OC –another hopefully, but hey when you're sick, you're usually out of character right? Well, anyway, here's hoping you enjoy :D. It's Harry's Era FYI

*-*-*POV: Professor Minerva

"Dear Students and Professors, I want to let it be known that it appears somehow a bad mix of the Grindylow Flu and the Wizards Flu have quickly spread within the Gryffindor and Slytherin Tower. Furthermore if you are experiencing a fever, feel nauseous, you throat is sore, or you are starting to develop sickly green spots around your arms or face, please go to the Hospital Wing, in order not to endanger the students or teachers. Do not worry I will not keep you in the Hospital Wing for more than a week depending on how soon you get over." A loud voice –Obviously Madame Pomfrey's- echoed throughout the whole school, everyone hearing the announcement

Had she not added that last sentence Minerva McGonagall might had actually entered the Hospital Wing at that second. But she still lingered at the door. See, Minerva had realized she had a case of both those illnesses, but she didn't go in because she was stubborn enough to believe she could take care of herself.

But also, right before she was about to go into the Hospital Wing Minerva looked outside a window nearby the Hospital Wing, just thinking about her decision. In doing so she saw her appearance and quickly put a few glamour charms, noticing her clammy face, pearls of sweat covering her whole body, her usually gorgeous emerald green eyes glassy and clouded. Nobody needs to care for me right now, my cubs are to sick for me to get help now. I'll just return in a few more days once they die down. She thought in her head nodding to herself and abruptly coughed violently into her hands accidentally spitting out blood.

Yuck. She thought conjuring a tissue with her wand cleaning her hands. She then burned the tissue –without hurting herself of course- and transfigured the ashes into a small mirror so as to check daily to make sure if her Glamour Charms were working.

She looked around and then started to walk to the Gryffindor Tower, her cubs really needed her.

*-*-*POV: Professor Snape

"Professor, why are most of the Slytherins missing today?" Harry asked Snape

"Potter, obviously you haven't been listening to the announcements that nuisance called a Medi-Witch has been making all of today and yesterday. But of course, leave it to you to be one of the special ones to not get any diseases this year. Most of the Slytherins have been stuck in their dormitories and common room due to the Flus being spread around this place." Snape drawled wearily. He did not want to deal with Potter for a doubles potion period, no not with this monstrous headache erupting from inside his head.

"Professor! I finished my potion!" Granger the know-it-all burst out in excited. Snape got up from behind his desk slowly walking over, hoping in that time she'd mess up or something would explode. Unfortunately none of the above happened and Snape quickly inspected the potion and as usual it was perfect.

"Excellent job, twenty points to Gryffindor." Snape mumbled and Granger squealed in excitement.

Rubbing his head, he turned "Do you want me to take ten points away for obnoxious squealing and gloating you insufferably know-it-all-" He was about to say more when Professor Trelawney rushed into the Room.

"Severus! I had a vision! It says you have obtained the Wizards Flu and Minerva is ill too! I just had it this morning while reading the Tea Leaves yesterday but I have been searching the castle all of yesterday and today to find you! You must go to the Hospital Wing"

"Sybil. . ." Snape growled before continued "If I was under the Weather from the Flu, it would be noticeable even in the dungeons. Now, I really don't give a damn about this stuff, badger Minerva for all you want but please leave the dungeon before Mr. Weasley accidentally sets his robe on his fire as it is starting to catch." Snape said no malice in his voice as he started to shoo Sybil away before she started anymore panic inside his classroom. He slammed the door weakly and strolled back to the not even caring to sneer as he simply put the fire on Ron's robes with a quick jet of water.

"Now seeing as class is over I want all of you to leave, NOW" Snape said pretending to work on paperwork as everyone scrambled out of the classroom in haste, knowing that he intentionally didn't give homework.

What I would give for some healing salve and a headache. . . Snape thought to himself walking cautiously down to the Hospital Wing.

A/N: What do you think? Suggestions, Reviews, are all accepted and I will reward with E-Acceptance letters to Hogwarts and 500 E-galleons to any reviewers, and just 100 E-galleons for silent readers.