Disclaimer: Please don't sue me; I don't own Harry Potter and any other associated characters.
A/N: I should be shot ad hung for making you wait so long I'm really sorry. The reason it's taken so long is that the inevitable happened. Writers block. But luckily I sprung back up and here we go Chapter 25. Have fun.
Sorry it's so short.
Chapter 25 – Pick-me-up.
What a way to start the holidays. Sick. Lily knew she shouldn't have played quidditch in the rain, but of course Lily knew better and now she was paying the price.
"Mom!" Lily called. Lily was going to try her luck, again.
"Yes Lily?" Ginny answered when she got to Lily's room.
"Please can I go outside, the walls are closing in on me." Lily pleaded.
"No." Ginny said firmly. "You are sick."
"But Mom..." Lily whined
"But Mom nothing. You are staying in bed." Ginny said her eyebrows shooting up her forehead, challenging Lily.
"Fine." Lily huffed folding her arms.
Just her luck. No quidditch, no outdoors and to top it off she's allergic to one of the ingredients in the pepper-up potion. Great.
Lily was left alone again, turning over in her bed she saw something that caught her attention, the piece of parchment her father had given her.
Lily pulled it out of her trunk and sat with it on her lap, trying, yet again, to find out what its secret was.
"Lily!" Her uncle George said bursting through her door, making her jump out of her skin. The parchment slipped off her bed and onto the floor. "I heard you were sick and decided I would come cheer you up."
"Hi, Uncle George." Lily said, relieved that somebody wanted to cheer her up.
"Here try this." He said handing her a small sweet.
"What's this?" Lily asked looking at it skeptically.
"It's a pick-me-up." He said
"Does Mom know about it?" Lily asked
"What your mother doesn't know won't hurt her." He said in hushed tones.
"I'll take that as a no."
"You take it correctly."
"Do you think that's a good idea?" Lily asked raising her eyebrows.
"Not entirely." He answered.
"So why am I trying it, if it could cost me my life, if my mom finds out?" Lily asked.
"It helps with colds." Uncle George explained.
"Oh, I see. It's like your skiving snack boxes." Lily said.
"Exactly." He said nodding.
"I still don't think this is a good idea." Lily said, and then popped the sweet into her mouth.
"It's our secret. How do you feel?"
"Much better." Lily said feeling ten times better.
"Best stay in bed for today and tomorrow you can convince your mother you are better." He suggested.
"That would be a very good idea." Lily agreed