Harry:
You had the worst cold of your life. It was the worst. THE WORST. You hated it.
You were in the hallway, (during lunch on a Saturday, since you had no appetite) sitting on a windowsill over looking the court yard, completely miserable. A warm hand covered yours and you looked up to see you boyfriend Harry. He got up on the windowsill with you and pulled you closer to him. You sighed and snuggled into his chest.
"I have a cold." you stated.
"I know." He replied.
And the two of you just sat there all afternoon cuddling.
Fred:
You had just gotten back from a camping trip with Fred, and you had given yourself heat stroke. as you we unpacking and bringing in boxes of things, back into the burrow (The rest of the family was out on their own trip, and it was just you and Fred) you just couldn't take it any more. You sat down on the floor and started to cry.
You were just sitting there feeling so sorry for yourself, when your boyfriend walked in. "Hey y/n I... what's wrong love?" he said couching down in front of you. "I Don't F-Feel good." You sobbed a response.
"So you did give yourself heat stroke!" he said. "NO!" you lied. "come here love", he said opening his arms and moving towards you. "NO!" you said again. And at that, he stood, scooped you up bridal style and carried you to his bed where he brought a cool cloth for you forehead a large glass of cold water, and some cool sliced triangles of watermelon.
He put up with your complaining, since you were clearly in a semi-delirious state. After all, he could rub it in your stubborn face about how he was right all along later.
Percy:
Currently, you were in the prefects bathroom, curled up into the tiniest ball you could twist into, in the darkest corner. As you can imagine, it was a pretty unnerving sight, for your poor boyfriend.
He had been looking for you around the school all day and when he finally checked the bathroom, he practically had a heart attack at the state you were in. You had your shirt off, and you were pressing yourself against the cold floor, with your hands fisted into your hair.
"Good god!" he exclaimed as he rushed towards you. You simply groaned in response. You got ocular migraines and for you they came and left in about an hour, but the pain you felt when they came was inexpressible to the point where you could not function.
As waves of agony rolled through your min, you were so utterly exhausted that you couldn't find the strength to tell Percy to leave. Luckily it only took a few moments for him to realize what was going on (you two had conversed about this before) and he shut up, picked up your discarded robe, trying to avert his eyes so as not to be staring at your bra.
As he went to wrap it around you, a blush spreading over the back of his neck and his ears, he blushed even more when you pushed it away.
"Too hot, and too cold... all at once..." You managed to mutter. He nodded, standing up and locking the door, watching you wince at the noise. He wet a cloth with cool water and started dabbing it on your forehead, casting a spell to fold your clothes.
Then he sat down beside you, giving you your space but making you feel like you weren't alone. He really is such a sweetheart.
A U T H O R ' S N O T E
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