Prompt: Sickness
Word Count: 69
Ron sniffled in bed. Hermione sighed in exasperation.
"Just how did you get sick watching a Qudditch game?"
"Well, there was this really exciting move and we all ran out of the shelter to cheer for the Holyheads." He explained miserably.
Hermione shook her head and went to get more porridge.
"Hermione?" Ron called out.
"Yes?"
"…Thanks."
Hermione smiled fondly, though her back was turned to him.
"No problem."