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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 The cold still had Claudine feeling off but she was quite reluctant to visit Healer Ricci. Why? Because she was not looking forward to taking the Pepper Up potion. Since her memory was failing, she had re-read on the potion after taking a quick bath since CoMC had been quite the lesson and there had been mud everywhere. She felt her best course of action would be a heaping bowl of steaming soup with a lot of veggies and maybe some chicken. That was a lot better than the after effects of a Pepper Up potion.
It was her intention to make herself the soup but when she got to the kitchen, she suddenly felt tired; her throat felt icky and hurt every time she swallowed. Claudine made her way to a quiet part of the kitchen, to one of those tables that students were welcome to use to make their own food. There was a chair nearby and she dragged it to the table, took a seat and promptly put her arms on the table {one on top of the other} then rested her forehead on the top arm. Her dark hair was tied in a ponytail which now hung over one shoulder.
It was safe to say she was feeling miserable. Ugh! Heath thought he would never get clean after that disaster of a COMC lesson! Having finally washed and changed into his usual non-uniform outfit (dark shirt, jeans, and his trademark Star Wars jacket), he found himself with some free time on his hands. He'd originally planned to lose himself in a good book, but he suddenly remembered there was something he was supposed to do in the kitchen. What was it?
Upon entering the kitchen, Heath spotted a familiar figure that jogged his memory. Claudine's cold… that's why he was here! He was going to make her some chicken soup and ask one of the house elves to take it to her without her knowing who sent it, but he hadn't expected to run into her in the process. Now there was no way to do this without her noticing, and if she knew, she might guess his deepest secret! Maybe he should just go…
He started to turn away, but something about the way she rested her head on her arms had him concerned. Was she asleep? He didn't want to disturb her, but he couldn't leave unless he knew she was okay. He'd already made that mistake once today! "Claudine?" he whispered, standing beside her chair. "Are you alright?"
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