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|  ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
SPOILER!!: Heath! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy  Heath watched as Claudine sat up, inwardly berating himself for starling her. She looked and sounded so much worse than the last time he saw her! Seeing her so miserable felt like his heart was being zapped with Force lightning, and without his usual veil of dark hair, all the sadness and concern in his eyes were on full display. "Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you," he said softly.
Claudine's words got a head shake from him. "I'm afraid you're stuck with me," he replied. If he got sick, he could deal with it, but he was not leaving her. Not again! Oh dear Merlin, he should've never left her side in COMC! He should've offered to escort her to Healer Rook the moment Professor W gave her permission to go. He should've insisted on doing it after class and just let her argue about it as much as she wanted. The only reason he didn't was that he didn't think she'd want him anywhere near her looking as dirty as he did!
Heath leaned against the table, looking around the room for something to distract himself from his emotions. He saw the pots and pans against the wall and suddenly remembered something. "My granny used to make the best chicken soup," he mused out loud, surprising himself. Why in the galaxy was he talking about this? He hardly ever mentioned his family to anyone, especially not now, but for once, it wasn't a bad reminder of the life he'd probably never get back. "She'd make it every time I got sick. Granted, it's not as effective as pepperup potion, but it tasted a lot better."
Was he rambling? Probably. He looked back at Claudine, nervously running a hand through his hair. "If you like, I could try to make you some," he offered. What he neglected to mention was that that had been his intention all along!
Claudine was too drained to even begin to try to figure out what emotions Heath was feeling. She did notice though, that he had his eyes on full display again which was weird as he usually kept them hidden by his hair. She remembered that much. “No, it wasn’t you. Just… a very weird dream.’’ Though it would be nice if President could communicate via human speech. Claudine blinked up at Heats. “You’re awfully stubborn, aren’t you?’’ Despite her telling him to leave, she was relieved for his presence. Some would want their mothers but she didn’t have one, and at this point, she didn’t really remember much of her extended family so a friend would have to do.
Chicken soup? That’s right! It was the intention of making herself some of that soup that had brought her here. “That’s actually what I would like to eat. Piping chicken soup.’’ The Slytherin took a swipe at her nose with tissue. “Anything’s better than the Pepper Up potion at this point. Are you sure you want to make me some of your Grandma’s special recipe, Heats?’’ She had to be sure because she was not going to make him go out of his way to help her. This girl was more of the strong, independent type who didn’t need no man.
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