What happened in the last chapter

"Shut up James." I pulled him over to a chair, beside my rested Arithmancy homework. Once he was settled, I smiled down at the jet black mop he called his hair. I sat carefully in his lap and rested my head against his shoulder. "We really need to do something about that hair you know."

James laughed. "It's hopeless Lil. How many times do I have to tell you that? Nothing will work."

"How do you know that? I bet I could find a spell somewhere that'll work. I want it to look nice for the Halloween ball in two weeks."

Chapter Three

It was Saturday 31st October. The weather was dreadful, as it had been for the past five days. I sat up in my bed and sneezed.

"Bless you!" called Emma , my best friend, from the bed next to mine.

I tried to thank her but my voice wasn't working. I groaned, which made my aching throat hurt even more, and threw my legs over the side of the bed and went to get dressed.

I went downstairs in my jeans and warmest fleece. James noticed me as soon as I entered the room. He flew at me and gave me a short, sweet kiss.

"Good morning, Flower. Did you sleep well?"

I sighed grumpily and pushed myself past him, shaking my head.

"Lily's got a tiny bit of flu and she has finally lost her voice." Emma joked. I turned and glared at her.

"Ah sweetie." James picked me up in his arms and gave me a huge bear hug. I sighed again and rested my tired head on his shoulder. "Come on Flower, I'll take you to the hospital wing." He set me down to the floor and took my hand.

"Drink this."

I sniffed and pulled away from the vial of lurid pink potion, shaking my head vigorously.

"If you keep shaking your head like that, your brain'll be mashed up." James laughed. Madam Pomfrey, the young, strict nurse glared at him. She had been hesitant to let him into the hospital wing at all but Lily had insisted as best that she could without a proper voice. "Sorry."

"Once you drink it you'll be able to talk better."

I sighed and downed the fowl potion in one. Coughing heavily I gave the potion vial back to the healer. James stood next to me rubbing my back comfortingly.

"I assume you have had your tonsils removed."

"Yes." I answered, grateful that I had my voice back. "When I was six."

"Right, well sometimes they can slightly grow back and get infected. This is what has happened in this case."

"Oh!"

"Now you need to go to breakfast and have some yoghurt or something similar, nothing too hard like toast. Also drink as much liquid as possible. Preferably orange juice because of the vitamins it contains. Go back to your dormitory and get some rest for today." She handed me some more of the pink potion. "And take this four times a day for ten days."

"No way. That stuff is gruesome." I argued.

"Well if you don't want to get better then that is fine by me. But be warned, if any other students come to me complaining about sore throats then I will have only you to blame."

I glared at her, James was snickering beside me. I elbowed him in the stomach and took the potion back from Madam Pomfrey. "Fine. I'll take it."

"Good. Now off you go to breakfast."

I jumped down off the bed and James took my hand and began to lead me away from the irritable nurse.

"Oh and Miss Evans," I turned back to her reluctantly. "I recommend that you do not attend the ball this evening. Infact, I forbid you to attend."

"WHAT? I can't do that. I'm Head Girl. I have to go."

"Miss Evans. If I had it my way I would keep you in this wing all night, but as it is, I have more serious patients to attend to. You will not be attending the ball this evening."

I stormed out of the hospital dragging James behind me. I tried to stop the tears from falling from my eyes.

"I'm sorry James."

"It's not your fault that you got a throat infection. Don't worry about it, Flower."

"But we were going to go together."

"It doesn't matter. We can stay in the common room together. All by ourselves. I can be your nurse and you -" He tapped my nose with the tip of his index finger "- can be my patient."

I giggled. "And you're going to make sure I take that appalling potion."

"Exactly." He laughed. "Come on. Let's go and get breakfast."

"Okay."

In the Great Hall I sat down roughly on the bench as James slid in gently next to me.

"Here you go, Flower." He poured some orange juice into my goblet, picked up a spoon and a strawberry flavoured yoghurt before setting them down in front of me.

"Thanks." He then pilled some bacon and eggs onto his own plate. I ate my yoghurt silently while James chatted with everyone around us.

"Alright Lily?" asked Emma.

"Been better."

Hey. I've got a throat infection myself which is where I got the idea for this chapter from. I did want to write a ball chapter but I couldn't be bothered and this just seemed like a better idea.

It's not a particularly funny chapter unfortunately. I hope you liked it anyway.

The next chapter shouldn't be too far away.

Loadsa luv

Sexy Seeker.