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Liisa 
Iliana nodded. "I hope you're right," she said, smiling. "I'll try not to worry." Though when it came to Jake - that was easier said than done.
Iliana set her mug down and stood up. "Marcus, keep him still and help him to relax," she said calmly, fishing for something from her pocket. "Talk to him in a low voice about anything that calms him down. Quidditch maybe? But don't be shocked if it doesn't work right away," she added coming around to Jake's side of the bed, now holding a tiny phial in her hand. Thankfully, since the past summer, she'd taken to carrying his calming draught on her at all times.
When Jake's coughing wouldn't subside, she turned her head and said, "Can you sit him up, Marcus? It should help him to breathe."
She sat on the edge of his bed and leaned in towards him. "Jake sweetheart, it's me..." she said. "I need you to take this," she whispered softly, holding the phial up to his lips.
He didn't know how Ili, could be so calm about this when Marcus was tempted to pick the boy up and whisk him away to St Mungos. But he had never been a Healer and she had been, so he took a deep breath and did as he was told. He tried to murmur some soothing words to Jake but he was truly at a loss as to what to talk about.
The moment Iliana, told him to lift Jake up, he gently held onto him by the shoulders and sat him up keeping a firm but gentle hold of him.
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Zoerawrr The second Lawson grabbed Jake's shoulders, the small boy's hands jerked up and grabbed hold of the man's forearms for support. Jakey's grip was strong, much stronger than he had ever been capable of before. His eyes snapped open again and he stared at Lawson, apparent terror in his eyes, before throwing his head back and coughing deeply some more.
Still convulsing, Jake's eyes rolled back, 'til he got that shuddery feeling, his neck strained and his head jerked back over and over. He went limp for a moment, knowing it would start again soon, and hoping against hope that something would stop it.
And... his hopes were realised. Professor Morgan was holding that familiar smelling potion to his lips, which Jake willingly drank down, his grip on Lawson's arms relaxing for a moment.
Man! The kid was strong all of a sudden. Marcus, grimaced slightly at his hold but said nothing. "Hey Jake, remember when we went to the beach and we had that race? I can't believe how fast you are, that wass the second time that you have beat me in a race. Oh which reminds me, you never did make me your slave for the day."
Marcus watched Jake anxiously for a moment as he took the potion and breathed a sigh of relief as he began to relax. "Yeah that's it Jake, just go back to sleep now and dream about all the crazy things you can get me to do."