#IMAGINE; you wake up, and are sick. Harry looks at you, "are you okay?" he asks. You look at him, and then sneeze, "no..". Harry smiles a bit, "stay in bed" he says. "N--" you say, and then you sneeze again. Harry cooks chicken soup to you, and all day he makes sure that you are warm and comfortable.
Wish that was me... No, it IS me. Lawl.
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