"Wake up Fred, or we'll be late for breakfast!" Lee said, shaking Fred's shoulder. Fred groaned.
"Just five more minutes," he grumbled into his pillow.
"Come on, mate! We've got to go, and I still haven't woken up George yet!" Lee insisted.
"Alright, alright, I'm up!" Fred said, half-heartedly swatting Lee's hand away. As Lee started attacking George with his pillow, Fred sleepily got dressed. Suddenly, he remembered what he and George had promised Madam Pomfrey the night before, and his eyes widened. He hastily finished getting dressed, stumbling a little, and told Lee that he'd meet up with him at breakfast before hurrying to the third years' dorm.
"You sure you're okay mate?" Fred heard Ron question through the door.
"I'm fine, I just need to get a potion before meals. Madam Pomfrey seems to think I need to gain some weight." Fred could practically hear Harry rolling his eyes.
"Hey, Harry, you ready to check in with Madam Pomfrey?" Fred said, leaning against the doorway with a slight grin.
"Yeah, now come on or we'll miss breakfast," Harry said, slinging his school bag over his shoulder and hurrying to Fred's side. "I'll see you at breakfast Ron!" he added before they left.
As they walked to Hospital Wing, something dawned on Fred. "Hey, Harry?" he asked.
"Yeah?" the boy replied, cocking his head to the side and looking at Fred curiously.
"About last night... " Harry seemed to shrink a little at that, "Why did you want me and George to stay? I mean, wouldn't Ron have made more sense?"
"Ron's a great friend," Harry started to explain, "But neither of us are all that comfortable with emotional stuff. And you and George just always seem to know how to make things better," he shrugged. "And anyway, I was kind of scared to be alone with Professor Lupin at the time, and you guys were more likely to be able to stop him if he did anything bad."
"Why were you afraid of Professor Lupin?" Fred asked curiously. "He seems like a pretty good guy if you ask me."
"I know that when I'm being rational" Harry rolled his eyes at Fred, "But after that nightmare, I was pretty shaken up, and not quite ready to trust an adult yet."
They fell silent as they approached the doors to the Hospital Wing and went inside. Madam Pomfrey appeared to give Harry his potion within seconds of them walking through the door, and her eyes roamed Harry's body, scanning for any harm that might have somehow come to him in the middle of the night as Harry hastily downed his potion. Before Madam Pomfrey seemed to be done with her observations, Harry spoke up.
"Well, thanks for the potion, but we really need to get downstairs before the food's all gone, right Fred?" he said, grabbing Fred by the arm and dragging him out of the Hospital Wing.
"What was that all about?" Fred asked, raising an eyebrow at Harry.
"I know that look she was giving me. It's her 'I'd really like you to stay in the hospital wing for a few days' look. And I don't want people asking how I managed to land myself in the hospital wing so early in the year," Harry explained. Soon, they entered the Great Hall, and Hermione flung herself onto Harry.
"Too bad about the worried questions, mate," Fred said, patting Harry on the back before joining Lee and George at their seats.