There Was A Girl

Everything has Consequences

Hey guys, it's been a while hihihihi.
No seriously I'm sorry for disappearing, again. Everything was just crazy, applications for Senior High and everything. On the bright side I passed the USTET (University of Santo Tomas Entrance Exam) yay me!!! Well anyway here's the Chapter to make up for everything.

Everything has Consequences

Severus opened his eyes and found himself nearly nose to nose with an Elf. "Elsie?"

Elsie said, "Begging pardon for waking Master Snape. The children be waking. The children be ill."

Severus scrambled to his feet and padded quickly down the hall of Longbottom Manor to Harry's room. Inside, Hermione was sitting on the bed wrapped in a blanket. Harry lay with his arm across his eyes. Both of them looked pale and drawn.

"Harry has a bad headache," Hermione reported.

"She doesn't feel well either," Harry said.

Severus cupped Hermione's face in his hands, "What is wrong?"

Hermione shrugged, "Just don't feel right. Tired. Achy." Her voice was listless. She grimaced and pulled back from his touch.

"Severus?" Alastor greeted from the doorway. "Both Neville and Luna are feeling out of sorts. These two as well?"

Severus nodded, "Fatigued. Body aches." He laid his right hand on Harry's forehead, keeping his marked arm away. Harry groaned and shoved his hand off.

"And irritable," Alastor added. "Them too."

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Severus walked into the kitchen where the Diggorys were eating breakfast. "I spoke to Narcissa, Draco is fine." Alastor was sitting, drinking coffee.

"So it is just them," Amos sighed. "None of them went anywhere without us last night. Harry was never out of our sight. Why are they the only ones sick?"

Severus sighed, "I think it is because they each deliberately exposed their magical core to the objects."

Alastor nodded, "Could be. The records I found said only that physical contact with Horcruxes should be avoided at all costs. So what do we do? Should we take them to St. Mungo's?"

"And tell them what exactly," Amos retorted. "That we allowed four children to retrieve the most vile objects known to Wizard kind? We should have left them at home."

Alastor snorted, "You have met these four, right? You really think leaving them behind was an option?"

"No," Amos sighed heavily.

"For now, we treat the symptoms," Severus said. "Cedric if I give you a list, could you run down to Mistress Cordelia's Apothecary?"

"Of course," Cedric nodded.

Aggie stepped in the back door carrying a chicken that she was plucking the last of the feathers from.

"What are you doing?" Alastor asked.

Aggie stopped, "What? I always make chicken soup for Neville when he's ill." She examined the chicken for any remaining feathers then carried it over to the counter.

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Cordelia was waiting inside her shop and she unlocked the door as Cedric arrived, "I got Severus' message. How are they?"

Cedric handed over the list from Snape, "The same." He blinked as he saw a stranger standing in the shop. "Hello."

"Oh Cedric, this is my dearest friend's daughter Delia, she is visiting from America for the summer," Cordelia introduced as she hurried around gathering the supplies on the list.