George stepped into his room, a steaming mug of tea in his hand as he peered at the lump under the sheets.
"I brought you some tea, are you alright? What happened?" he asked softly, moving to sit at the edge of the bed.
Kagome shrugged and snuggled deeper into the mattress. "I couldn't breath, my chest started hurting, and I was… seeing things from the war."
George placed the tea on his nightstand, smoothing her hair back from her face, "you want me to stay here, I can close the shop today."
"No thanks, I just need to stop feeling so nauseous then I'll be fine." Kagome mumbled.
"If you need me for anything, I'll be downstairs. Do you need anything before I go and open? Something to eat? Another blanket?" George asked.
Kagome shook her head, lowering the blankets from her face, "maybe a kiss."
George smiled and leaned down, giving into her request before getting up. "Alright, I'll be back soon. Get some rest."
Kagome smiled and nodded as she settled under the blankets, George leaving her alone in his room. Hearing the door shut softly, she waited before flinging the blankets off and padding over to the mirror he had hanging on his wardrobe door.
Gingerly, she lifted her shirt over her head and turned, an angry red scar that ran from her shoulder blade to her hip suddenly flaring to life with pain. She had been carrying the scar around for four years all of a sudden it tinged at her prodding as she ran her fingers over it, curious as to why it was bothering her after all this time.
She vaguely remembered being hit in the spot of her back during the Battle for Hogwarts, which must be why it was bothering her, making her nauseous. Tugging her shirt back on, she made her way back to the bed, settling back into the mattress and burying herself under the blankets.
With a sigh she rolled over, closing her eyes as the pain ebbed away. 'I might have to go home sooner then I wanted to.' She thought.