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Ronald Weasley was sick at home, stuck in his bedroom with absolutely nothing to do. You warned him to not play Quidditch after midnight with the twins but did he listen? No. No he didn't.
The boy groaned as you opened the door, a small laugh coming from you as you closed it and looked at him
"What did I say?" You said
"Shh, don't be so loud" he whined, his hands covering his ears before following to his sides. You walked over to sick boy, placing a gentle hand on his forehead.
"Bloody hell" you mumbled, retracting your hand. "You want me to go get you some medicine? Maybe some soup?"
"Mhmm" he said, covering himself in his blanket more.
You headed downstairs to his kitchen, immediately starting some soup as you searched the cabinets in the other room for medicine. ------------------------------------------------------
When you made it back into the room with the soup, Ron immediately buried himself under his blankets. You placed the soup down and looked at him confused.
"Turn the sun off, it's so bright, it hurts my head" he complained, looking at you. You smiled slightly, hiding a laugh as you closed the curtains. After that, Ron ate some of his warm soup.
Clearly he thought you'd put magic in the soup because he became convinced he could stand up and walk around. The moment had stood from the bed he almost lost balance making you push him gently back into bed as you laughed.
"You stay here, eat, and sleep" you said
"Will you stay with me?" he asked, looking up at you
"Yeah, yeah I will" you smiled as you sat down on the edge of the bed, watching Ron who just smiled back at you. -------------------------------------------------------
A/N: Here's a new imagine for you all! I hope you all are well and staying safe :)
Word Count: 312 Written: August 13,2021- August 14, 2021 Published: August 14, 2021
