Hermione ladled out some soup to bring to her husband. It was Molly's recipe. When Ron was sick he always asked for his mother's soup. She sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Sit up, Ron."
"I'm too weak," Ron groaned.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Fine. No soup for you." She made to get up but he grabbed her sleeve.
"Wait, I'll get up. Need soup." He sat up and took the soup from her. She shook her head. Men are such babies. He swallowed and called after her.
"Thanks, love!"
Prompt: Weak