Harry hadn't been feeling well for a long while. His nose felt stuffy and his head ached horribly. For the past few nights he couldn't sleep even with his stuffed stag and wolf. He'd cried for Aunt Min multiple times but, she didn't always have a solution. In the morning he could barely keep down his porridge and he had to take a slimy brown potion that he hazily remembered was given to Auntie by Severus after his healer appointment.
The only good thing about the situation was that he got to spend the whole day with Auntie. As he laid on the couch sniffling quietly he saw her walk by. He reached out weakly towards her.
"Aauunn'" he whined trying to get her attention.
She looked quickly down at him but, rushed to the kitchen to get him a bottle of water instead of picking him up immediately. While this order of events made perfect sense to Minerva, with her adult sensibilities and all, to Harry she had ignored him in his time of need. His lip wobbled and he began softly crying. Large crocodile tears rushed down his face as he whined and sputtered, his throat hurting even more as he got more upset.
Quickly, Minerva shuffled back to the couch picking Harry up and shushing him softly.
"Shush... shush, Harry. It'll be okay." She tried to console but he wasn't so easily soothed. He turned his head into Minerva's neck wiping his nose back and forth as he hicupped.
"Shush, baby. Come on it'll be okay. Do you want some water." She asked holding out the water filled bottle.
Harry huffed as he calmed down and reached for the bottle taking a large gulp. His throat was like fire after his bout of crying and he really wanted something to drink. He pulled the bottle up to his mouth and suckled down the cool liquid. Sighing Minerva sat with him on the couch. She encouraged him to lay near her and rubbed his back while he drank.
Slowly Harry felt himself falling asleep, more than tired after his ordeal. Minerva carefully pulled away the bottle and covered Harry's little body with his blanket. She got up from the couch and went about picking up the room, then went to the kitchen to pull out Harry's next potion for the night. After she was finished she turned into her animagus form and laid next to the sleeping baby.
She cuddled close and licked his little face. She then settled down for a nap of her own.
A/n:
Minerva isn't too sure that Harry knows that the little tabby who sometime cuddles with him is actually his A'nt Min'.
Harry knew that sometimes when he felt really bad, like after the dream with the scary green light or when he was sick, he'd wake up to a warm rough tounge on his face and a soothing rumbling in his ear.