Note/Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter. This is a bit pointless, just something I wrote when I couldn't sleep. This was inspired by a quote I read from one of my favorite fanfiction stories
"Achoo!" Minerva McGonagall's sneeze interrupted the weekly staff meeting for the Twentieth time.
"My dear! Are you alright?" Albus Dumbledore asked very concerned. He suddenly looked up from his hot cocoa and took in her sickly appearance. The other staff members were just irritated at being interrupted again to really notice.
Minerva closed her eyes and forced a smile.
"I'm perfectly alright Albus" She replied tiredly, forcing herself not to wince as her headache started to grow. She looked around and started to zone out of the meeting as it still went on. That Headache was just too much!
Eventually they were in the middle when Albus called for a break.
"Would anyone like some tea?" He asked, and went up to make some as Minerva nodded. She was the only one who asked for some, and therefore it was very easy to slip in some slipping draught into her cup.
He walked over to her, and handed her the tea once it was ready. She drank it all in a gulp, and immediately fell asleep barely noticing when Albus dismissed the other staff members.
When Minerva woke up, she was wearing twenty sweaters, had the fluffiest blankets wrapped around her, and was laying very comfortable in a hospital bed at the Hospital Wing. She groaned
"Albus, what lengths will you go to, to cure a simple cold?" She asked, before snuggling back into her covers falling back asleep.
The End