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Originally Posted by
Devina Wellheart 
Justin walked into the common room and nearly sat on poor Minerva who was shivering and sniffling in their favourite chair... " Oi, Min... What's the matter? Want me to get you some soup or somethin'? " he asked her as he knelt next to her and felt her forehead with the back of his hand... " How long you been sick?..." Justin said in a tone that suggested he was mother henning her.
Minerva looked up from her book and sighed, "No, I'm not hungry." she hadn't really ate in a day or so. "I started not feeling well a few days ago and it just seems to have gotten worse. She shivered away from his hand. She knew she was burning up, but it would pass. She hated being sick, it was the worst. She was hurting all over and to move to look at him was so much work.