Sick [Harry.]

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"Tea." Harry says softly coughing and blowing his runny red nose. I nod and hand him the box of tissues and his warm mug of pepperment tea. The doctor reccomended pepperment tea for harry, to help him breathe because lately hes had such a stuffy nose.

"Thanks, babe." he says hoarsley, bringing the mug to his mouth, its warm eroma steaming from the cup. Harry gives it to me to sit down and i sit it down for him. Harry takes my hand in his and i hold it tightly. "I'm sleepy..." He murmurrs to me closing his eyes slowly.

"Go to sleep haz." I say running my hands through his long curls sprawled all over his head. He nods and slowly and closes his eyes.

"Dont leave me babe, I want you to stay right here while i sleep." he says choherently and I laugh. "Okay, harry."

"You promise?"

"I promise." I giggle. "Now go to sleep, baby." He smiles a lazy one and doses off within seconds.

I chuckle and let go of his hand, turning off the lamp and taking my blanket with me and going downstairs to sleep on the couch.

That silly boy.

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