Harry Potter Oneshots

Request: Sickness All Around

For LilyFlynnigan4, who is a godsend right now :)
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"Shit! Remus!"

"Sirius, language!" Remus said, as he stopped in the doorway of the bathroom, a wry smile on his face, but it fell when Sirius shifted to look at him with a panicked look on his face.

"Oh, Harry." He said, swapping places with Sirius and starting to rub his adopted son's back. "You're okay, let it out, there you go."

He addressed Sirius, who was looking lost in the doorway, unconsciously mirroring the position Remus had been in only a minute ago.

"Can you get some crackers, water, and the stomach meds please, love."

Sirius nodded and headed out of the bathroom. Remus could hear his footsteps thudding down the stairs as he turned back to Harry and brushed his black curls off of his sweaty forehead.

"Baby elephant, that man, I swear." He said, smiling when Harry giggled a little.

"Done?" He asked, and flushed the toilet as Harry nodded and rinsed his mouth out with a little water from the sink before he huddled into a little ball in his dad's arms.

"Let's get you into bed then, okay cub, satay awake for me a little bit longer?" Remus said, picking the ten year old boy up with ease and walking into the Harry's room, sitting him on the bed as Sirius rejoined them.

They placed the bowl that Sirius had had the presence of mind to bring up as well on the floor beside the bed.

Harry obediently swallowed the bright pink medicine, grimacing in disgust and chasing the taste away with a few sips of water and half a cracker before pushing the rest away.

Remus placed a light hand on Harry's forehead, noting how the boy's normally caramel skin was tinged slightly grey.

"Only a small fever." Remus said, tucking Harry in and brushing his finger gently across his cheek, pressing a chaste kiss to his temple and stepping back to let Sirius do the same.

They kept the door slightly ajar and the hall and bathroom light on as they left and got back into bed together, curling into an intricate, well-practiced pattern around each other.

It didn't take them long to fall asleep.

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Remus woke up at the loss of heat from the other side of the bed. He glanced at the clock, which showed him that it was four o'clock in the morning, and he groaned.

He closed his eyes again and waited for Sirius to come back, but instead he heard retching coming from the bathroom.

"Oh, Harry, cub, I'm coming." He mumbled, slipping out of bed and walking to the bathroom, expecting to see a similar sight to the previous night.

Instead, it was Sirius leaning over the toilet. Remus reached behind him and closed Harry's door quietly, making his way to his husband and tying his long hair back into a hasty but tidy bun with the hair ties sitting on the counter top.

"Okay." He whispered. "It's okay baby, I'm here." His hand lovingly caressed the back of Sirius's neck, thumb easing gently into the taught muscles, loosening them and getting rid of the knots.

"Love you, Re. Know that? Love you." Sirius slurred, tired and sick, pressing I to the careful touch.

Sirius sat back and accepted the wet flannel to wipe his face with, rinsing out his mouth with tap water.

Remus helped him back to bed and crept quietly down the stairs to grab another sick bowl and a glass of water, and retrieved the medicine and a cracker from Harry's room.

Sirius took the medicine, his protests at a minimum so as not to wake Harry, and sipped some water and nibbled a cracker.

Sirius was normally pale, it came from his French heritage, but he looked slightly green, with lightly flushed cheeks that Remus kissed before they lay back down together.

Sirius's body didn't want the heat coming off of Remus, who was a human heater all year round, so they slept separated, like they normally did in hot summers, with only their hands clasped together.

They fell asleep, Remus mentally preparing himself to wake up and look after a sick ten year old and a man who turned into an emotional teenager when he was sick.

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It took five days for Harry and Sirius to recover, and only took seven for Remus to go down with the same bug, vomiting at two am.