His First Fever [Prompt: ill]
Harry watched Ginny pacing with James, one hand on his forehead, checking to see if his temperature was down.
"Do you think we should take him to St. Mungo's again?" she asked.
Harry shook his head and reached out to take his son. "Call your Mum and ask her what she thinks. She'll tell you you're doing everything right."
As Ginny grabbed some floo powder she smiled as Harry whispered to James. "You're lucky to have such a wonderful Mum. She's doing all she can, and you're worrying her."
No, she thought, James was lucky to have such wonderful parents.
"Do you think we should take him to St. Mungo's again?" she asked.
Harry shook his head and reached out to take his son. "Call your Mum and ask her what she thinks. She'll tell you you're doing everything right."
As Ginny grabbed some floo powder she smiled as Harry whispered to James. "You're lucky to have such a wonderful Mum. She's doing all she can, and you're worrying her."
No, she thought, James was lucky to have such wonderful parents.