A/N: I honestly can't believe this story has 600 reads. Anyway, onto the chapter.
The wind ruffled James' already-messy hair.
Severus placed his palm on his lover's warm forehead. He couldn't believe James was still sick. "Are you sure you don't need to see Madam Pomfrey?" Severus asked. He lifted James' chin so that he could lock eyes with him.
"I'm sure," James muttered in response. "You worry too much, love. It's going to be alright."
The other boy grumbled in response. "Why can't you see? It isn't normal. I'm taking you to the hospital wing." Defying James' protests, he picked him up off the ground by his hand and half-dragged him into the castle.
When they entered the hospital wing, Pomfrey was seemingly in her office. "Madame Pomfrey!" he demanded while James was whinging on about how there wasn't anything wrong with him.
"What is it, boys?" asked Pomfrey, her eyes darting between them.
"I'm fine!" James said, trying to free himself from Severus' firm grip.
"No, you're not! You've been sick for weeks!"
Pomfrey gasped. "Weeks?" she flattened down her skirt and rushed to where James was standing. Quickly, she cast a few spells and made a tutting sound. "Have a seat on one of the beds, and I'll be with you shortly. As for you," she turned to Severus, "You can get to class."
"But- I- No, I need to stay with James . . ."
"Class is more important than Mr. Potter at the moment. So please, get to class." She shooed him out the door.
During the day, Severus couldn't help but think about his lover. He could be in the hospital wing, dying. Between classes, Severus made short trips to see his boyfriend. But every time he went in there, he immediately got kicked out. "I don't want to see you here again," she said the last time he tried to visit.
"But, please?" Severus begged.
"No."
"Honestly, what's wrong with that woman?" Severus said to Harry, gently holding him on one finger.
The grasshopper looked up at him. Not judging. Not ignoring.
"Thanks for listening to me, Harry."
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