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AmbiguouslyMe 
Wow, Wesley was really having a hard time of this. Tibi opened his mouth to ask what was wrong when suddenly, he realized that the seed was open and if he didn't hurry the oil would be lost.
Poking hastily, another drop of oil landed in the spoon. Success! Tibi threw the spoon into the cauldron and gave yet another three clockwise stirs. He was about to stop when he realized that the next instruction was to stir. And stir. and stir some more.
Keeping the movement going, he turned to Wesley. "Are you ok? You can open your eyes now." His voice was soft. "We got it all in. Just stirring left."
Stir. Stir. Stir.
"Lemme know if you want a turn."
Wesley must not have heard Tiberius add the drop to the potion, because she was startled by his question and, opening her eyes, found him to be stirring.
"Oh! Me? Yes." She said sincerely as she placed the seed with the others. Wesley wasn't lying; she never lied. The Hufflepuff really was okay. She wasn't sick. And after that Bat-Bogey Hex, she doubted she'd ever have a stuffy nose again. She was healthy. She was alive. She was perfectly, absolutely okay.
Physically at least.
Nodding as he spoke, Wesley moved onto her knees, leaning over the cauldron and watching the spoon as it stirred hypnotically round and round and round and round.
"I can stir when you get tired," she offered in response to his question. It was supposed to turn a maple syrup-like consistency, so Tiberius would probably become exhausted at some point. And Wesley might not look it, but she definitely had some muscles- she had pulled Jake Upstead out of the Toilet Paper Mountain. All by herself. Yep, she was one strong girl.