I woke up with my nose clogged and feeling all round horrible. Oh gosh. No. No. No. I hate being sick! I couldn't be sick! I tried to get out of bed and brush it off when my head turned into a vortex. Figuratively anyway. I fell down to my knees. I had to go to class today. With Newts coming up even missing a day of classes would have a huge impact. I tried a few more steps and managed to make it to the door handle until the world started spinning once again. With that my head banged against the door and this time, I went face first into the ground.

"Lily? Are you okay in there?" Asked an all too familiar voice.
"Fine." I croaked. My head was pounding from the fall.
"Woah Lily, you don't sound okay. Are you sick?" I groaned. "Okay you know what, I'm coming in." James decided.
"No!" I squeaked. As much as my brain was having trouble functioning, I was pretty sure I did not want James to see me like... Well however I looked. "I mean... Im okay." I said, trying to make myself sound well.
"Yeah sure, you sound great." I hit the door but nearly passed out from the effort. "Okay, okay touchy. You know maybe I'll just go get Madame Pompfrey..." James baited.
"No!" I squeaked once more. "Whatever just come in just do not take me to the hospital wing. "I'll have to stay for a month. Besides I think I'll die of boredom." I could basically feel his triumphant smirk one door away.
"Alright, Im coming in." James opened the door a crack and peaked his head through. "Lily." I closed my eyes.
"I get it I look terrible."
"No, no, no. I wasn't going to say that. I was going to say you've got a massive egg on your head." I put my hand up to the source of the throbbing.
"Oh whatever, just help me get to class?" I pleaded. He gave me a look.
"Seriously? Not gonna happen. You're too sick!" I attempted to frown at him but it took too much effort and caused my head to spin again so I gave up. "See you cant even glare at me properly." James stated. On reflex, I tried to frown again.

"Fine. Maybe I could stay in the common room for a few classes..." James knew exactly what I was up to. I could tell by the look he gave me.
"More like all day. Promise me you'll stay in the common room." I started to protest but he just kept giving me that look.
"Fine, fine, fine." I said. I'll stay in the common room."
"Good." He smiled like a happy child. I started getting up and the look returned to James's face.
"Ugh. What now?"
"Please, you can't get up. You tried to walk a metre and fell over!"
"Well how do you propose I get to the common room?" He smiled mischievously, a look I'd seen too many times. "Oh no I-" I was interrupted by him swiftly pick me up, bridal style. I started to protest but James placed his finger on my lip. I felt my heartbeat quicken. I blamed it on the fever. He placed me on the Heads Common Room Couch. As soon as I was down I felt my eyes closing. Completely drained from my efforts this morning. Before I could thank James I was already falling asleep. I felt a slight brush by my ears and I heard the words.
"Sweet dreams love."

I felt a smile creep onto my sick, half asleep, brain not processing what i was doing face. Even though James was probably still there and could probably see it. Once again I blamed it on the fever.

I had a delirious dream of me in a bridal gown, dancing across the floor. The words 'Through sickness and in health' echoing around the room. I then slipped in my too high, high heels and bumped my head on the ground. Only to be picked up by a rather attractive dark haired man in a suit. The grooms suit. The man then leaned in "Lily." He said gently. He then proceeded to place his lips on mine. Thats when my eyes snapped open.

"Finally, sleeping beauty awakes." Said a face hovering above mine. That face. Last time I saw that face it was in a groom's suit. Wait what? I'd dreamt of kissing James and marrying him?! What was this fever doing to me? I felt myself blush but I suspected I was already red enough with my sickness. "I brought you some lunch." He said as he handed me a soup bowl. My embarrassment of the dream went away when I smelt the delicious warm soup.
"Ooooh thanks!" I said as I enthusiastically wolfed down the mixture.
"Its alright." He said while stifling a laugh. I felt a lot better after the sleep and now had the strength to glare at James. "Oh and the glares back!" He said grinning. I smiled as well.
"Do you feel like sleeping again?" James asked.
"Nah, I think I might just relax." I said deciding I didn't really want another dream.
"Well I could stay with you if you want? I have a free period." James offered. No I couldn't let James do that for me. He had tons of other friends. In fact we'd only recently become friends. Besides all that I found myself saying yes. 'Stupid fever.' I thought.

Despite my hesitation, I ended up having a really good afternoon with James and I actually got to know him a lot better. He was telling me about the book he was reading right now and how good it was. Wow, I'd never have picked James Potter as a reader.
"Could I borrow it sometime? It seems intresting." I asked.
"Only if you let me read you the first chapter." I shrugged.
"Sure, why not?" He jumped up like an excited ten year old and dashed to his room to retrieve the book. He returned before I could barely blink.
"Shove over." He said.
"But I'm sick?" I said.
"Im sure i've already caught it by now anyway." He replied. So I tucked my feet in and he plopped himself down at the end of the couch.

I tried to focus on the book, I really did but his hair just looked so soft and he kept running his hand through it. I thought he only did that when he was nervous but he wouldn't be nervous now, would he? And even if his hair did stick up a little, it did suit him quite well. I didn't know where these thoughts were coming from but now they had started they just kept coming. The way his glasses sat on his nose and the way his eyes shon in the firelight... Stop it Lily. I put my hand to my head to feel for a fever, to my dismay it was no where to be found.

Determined to distract myself, I glanced out the window and saw stars in the pitch black sky. I sat up and glanced at the clock. It read 9:45. Oh well, the chapter would be over soon. Instead of lying back down, I leant my head the other way instead onto James's chest. His voice faltered but quickly picked up again. I felt his heartbeat quicken. After a while James wrapped his arms around me. i didnt know what was happening but I liked it. And it wasn't the fever.

My eyes grew heavy listening to James's voice. Six months ago I would've killed to get myself out of this position. Yet I find myself here now. Soon I start to drift off, Wondering what would happen the next morning.

{not too sure about this one but I hope you all liked it. I aim to have at least ten one shots in this collection? At least. Please comment or vote if you think it was okay. Thanks!}