[HP] Dangerous Companion

? Vader opened his eyes. She glanced at Remus. She didn't know if she recognized the person in front of her. She said in a hoarse voice, "It's hard."

Her throat had the illusion that it was cut off and exposed to the air, it was dry and itchy, and even a little swallowing of saliva felt a tearing pain.It seems that the feeling of the whole body is concentrated in the part from the throat to the nasal cavity.

Remus looked at Vader's flushed face, and withdrew his hand: "You have a fever."

"I want to drink water." Vader squeezed his throat under the quilt, and squeezed out a few words.Because of the movement, the outside air ran into the quilt, and she shrank her neck in the cold again, and added, "It's going to be hot.".

Remus immediately went out to pour water for Vader.

Vader's consciousness was not very clear, she closed her eyes, and felt that the breath she exhaled was also very hot, her whole body was limp, and she had no strength at all.

Remus came in with water.Vader opened his eyes a little, looked at the steaming water in the glass, and sat up slowly and dilly-dally.

The quilt slid down naturally following her sitting position.She was wearing black silk pajamas with two straps hanging on her shoulders, and the thin pajamas couldn't even cover the large skin on her chest.

Vader shivered a bit, grabbed the quilt with one hand and pressed it against his chest, stretched out the other hand, looked up at Remus with a frown, she didn't want to speak, she pouted her mouth slightly, and let out a "hmm" .

A little dazed, Remus hurriedly handed the cup in his hand to Vader.

She took the cup, lowered her head and obediently swallowed the hot water in small sips. Every time she took a sip, she always let out a pleasant breathing sound.

Remus looked at Vader, who was hunched over, cup in both hands, quilt under her arm.The black hair was scattered on the back, the round shoulders were raised slightly, and the depression of the collarbone appeared naturally, and a few strands of black hair stuck to the fair skin.

Especially like a kitten.

He looked dazed, not even noticing that Vader had finished drinking the water, until the empty glass was raised, and he hurriedly took it.

With the moisture of hot water, the throat is much more comfortable.Vader got back under the quilt and twisted his body to pull the quilt back.But she frowned again. When drinking water, it was the most comfortable when the hot water flowed through her throat, but it was useless immediately, and now her throat hurts again.

Vader closed her eyes, she felt Remus' fingers pressed against her forehead again, slightly cold.

"Still having a fever." Remus frowned, his voice soft, as if he was thinking while speaking.

Just when he was about to stop, Vader suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Her palm was very hot, and the palm was pressed against his wrist bone, and the part of the skin that touched made Remus feel that the heat from Vader's body seemed to be transmitted to him through the palm.

Remus tugged back at his arm, Vader's hand loosened slightly, then immediately tightened, Remus' wrist slipped away from her palm, and her palm was tightly held again.

Vader narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "No potion."

"What?" Remus shifted his attention from Vader's sweaty palms to her face.

"I don't drink potions." Vader emphasized again.

"You have a fever." Remus' voice was gentle and comforting, "You have to take medicine to reduce the fever."

Vader was obviously not moved, she still firmly held Remus' palm and shook her head: "No."

Remus pursed his lips.

"You're not a doctor." Vader mumbled, her eyes closed, as if she said it casually.

Remus stopped the slightly struggling fingers in Vader's palm, licked his lips, and sighed.He is not a therapist.

Even if you can boil potions, you won't prescribe the right medicine.Even the best potion maker may just provide potions to healers.Of course, basic potions can be made if you are a healer.Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor at Hogwarts, is an excellent healer, but she also has to rely on the help of her potions teacher for many potions.

In fact, he would boil the potion for reducing fever, but Vader obviously didn't want to drink it.

"I have Muggle antipyretics." Vader opened his eyes, looking at Remus, "and anti-inflammatory medicines...in the drawer of the dining room cabinet."

After Vader finished speaking, he let go of his hands as if he had lost his strength, closed his eyes and buried himself back in the quilt.She was so tired that she didn't even want to open her eyelids, she tried to force herself, and was immediately overwhelmed by tiredness.

Remus found the medicine that Vader said, and took another glass of water into it.

Vader seemed to have fallen asleep again, breathing heavily, and sounded like he was sleeping soundly.If I can't bear it anymore, I have to wake her up and drink the medicine.

Remus pressed his palm against the wall of the cup, feeling that the water temperature was not so hot, he put the cup on the bedside table.He bent down and said to Vader, "Booz, come and drink the medicine." His voice was deep and gentle.

Vader frowned and made an impatient moan in his throat, turned around, rubbed his face into the bed, and turned his back to Remus.

Remus had to push her forearm through the quilt, calling Vader tirelessly.

In the end Vader was woken up, she sat up with her eyes closed, and under Remus' guidance, completely relying on her body's instincts, she drowsily took the cup and swallowed a mouthful of water first.

The pill was in Remus's open palm, and Vader's fingers rubbed Remus' palm to pick up the pill, touching little by little, the palm was so itchy that it almost grew hairs.

And Vader's arm was naked, with fair skin and slender lines, Remus moved his eyes away after touching his arm.

Probably because Vader had just struggled for a while, the pillow was rubbed and shifted, and Remus saw something black protruding from under the pillow.

Frowning and looking at it, he stretched out his other free hand, pulled up the pillow, and saw the whole picture of the thing—it was a pistol. Gun.

Apart from surprise, before any thought came into his mind, a cup was stuffed into his hand.Remus looked at his hands, then at Vader.

After taking the medicine, she fell back on the bed, closed her eyes heavily, tugged at the quilt, licked her lips, bit her lower lip and fell asleep again.

Remus walked out with the cup in hand, thinking about the gun.

When Vader woke up again, his fever had subsided.

She opened her eyes, and the sun shone through the skylight onto the bed.

Morning?noon?afternoon?Thinking about it, Vader saw the medicine box and cup on the bedside table again, and vaguely remembered that someone had been taking care of her.

She swallowed her saliva, as if a hard core had been blocked in her throat, her throat was dry and itchy, and her ears hurt when she moved a little.

Sore throat.Vader pressed his neck.

Nose is also blocked.She let out a breath, then exhaled angrily.

She was especially prone to a sore throat, followed by a fever and eventually a stuffy nose.It seems like this happens every season.Although it is hard to get sick every time, to be honest, she is used to it.

Vader rolled over and got out of bed.

She put on a coat, opened the door and walked out. There was a smell in the corridor and the rustling sound of frying.

Vader hadn't eaten all day, his limbs were weak, he walked slowly through the corridor, pressed his stomach, and stood at the door of the kitchen while swallowing.

With his back to her, Remus was frying something.

Vader leaned against the door frame, watching silently, and seemed to hear the gentle comforting voice when her consciousness was fuzzy again, and he would feed her water every once in a while.

She hasn't been taken care of for a long time, and no matter how serious the illness is, she barely drinks water and swallows medicine, tries to ignore all discomforts, and forces herself to fall asleep - just fall asleep, it won't be so uncomfortable, and it won't be so sad up.

Vader's nose suddenly felt sour, and his eye circles became hot.

Remus didn't notice Vader standing behind him, he reached for a jar of salt and sprinkled it.He wasn't wearing a cape, but the long-sleeved T-shirt Vader had picked out for him, the stretchy fabric framing his back.

Vader took a few steps towards him, looked at his back, and gently leaned against him.

The tip of her nose was buried in Remus' back, her eyes were closed, and her hands were on his lower back.

Remus's hand holding the salt shaker froze in the air. He turned his head and looked over his shoulder. He couldn't even see the full figure of Vader huddled behind him.

"Thank you." Vader whispered.Her throat was very sore, and when she spoke, the sentences seemed to come out of her nose, short and slurred.

Remus didn't speak, his entire back was stiff, and even his tongue was stuck in his mouth.

The kitchen is very quiet, only the sound of oil rustling in the pan can be heard.

Vader behind Remus sniffed suddenly, "What are you frying, I can smell mush."

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