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N – nursing

"All right," James said, dropping Lily onto a pile of pillows on their couch. "You are going to stay right here. Absolutely no moving around. Do you understand me?"

His eyes bored into hers, challenging her to defy him. And, true to his expectations, she tried a mild protest, "James... the Healers didn't exactly confine me to bed rest, you know. I can walk at least."

"Aha!" James grinned. "And that is exactly where you're wrong." He drew out a piece of parchment from his pocket. "Bed rest highly recommended. Patient is to move about as little as possible. Signed, Healer Barrett, St. Mungo's Hospital. And here's their insignia, if you're still not convinced."

She made a grab for it, giving up with a small groan after she overextended herself and pulled a still-healing muscle. "Wh-where – ow – the hell – did that come from? I never saw that before."

The smile dimmed a little. "Err..."

"You forced the Healer to write that," Her tone grew more dangerous. "Didn't you?"

"I – um, I'm going to check the pillows in our bedroom. You know, make sure they're comfortable enough..." And he was gone.

She let out a long-suffering sigh. It's going to be a long couple of weeks...

Clang! A muted curse. Bang! The sound of a door being slammed shut.

Lily lifted herself up on one arm, reaching for the wand beside her. From what she could make out from the noises, James was probably down in her kitchen, breaking her dishes and basically murdering the orderliness and cleanliness she'd finally managed to perfect after months in this house.

Before she could make up her mind whether to levitate herself downstairs or not, James was already at the door, carrying – of all things – a tray with a whole lot of distinctly unappetising-smelling dishes arranged on it.

"What are doing out of bed?"

"What have you been doing to my kitchen?"

"I cooked you dinner," he said, setting the tray down beside the bed. He glanced up, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "And don't worry, I've Reparo'd your kitchen."

Reparo... should have repaired most of what he broke... maybe. "Really? You cooked me dinner?" That was sweet of him. Hope it's something good. She smiled at him.

"So that is grated carrot and cabbage sandwich..." She could feel her smile dimming. "And that's baked potato and broccoli mash..." Dimmer. "That's gourd soup..."

"James?" she said, her teeth clenched. "Where did you get these recipes from?"

He looked at her innocently. "The Healer, of course." Then, foreseeing murderous flying projectiles coming his way, he said, "They're the healthiest she could come up with! Guaranteed to get you up in a week!"

Lily, who had seriously been considering poking her wand into his eyes, turned towards him on hearing the last part. "Wait... one week?"

James nodded.

She looked back at the tray and gulped, steeling herself for the ordeal before her.

"You just wait, James. I'll get you back some day."

A few months later...

Lily smirked at the sight of James lying helpless in bed, scowling up at her. "Congratulations on running into those Death Eaters and almost getting yourself killed," she said, walking up to his side. "And as a reward, you get to eat... let's see – grated carrot and cabbage sandwich, gourd soup, baked potato and broccoli mash during your convalescence period... and your other options are – you can starve."

"Lily..." he growled.

She batted her eyelashes at him. "But these are the healthiest, aren't they, love?"

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