"(Y/n)?" Remus said.
I sneezed, "yeah, Moony?"
"You're sick." He stated with finality.
I shook my head, "you've been saying that for the past few days and I'm still okay."
"I told you we shouldn't have gone to Hogsmead in that snowstorm."
"First of all, it wasn't a snowstorm. Second of all, how come you aren't sneezing too then?"
"Well I remembered my jacket and you didn't."
"Hmph," I said rolling my eyes.
"C'mon lets go back to the commons," he said closing the book and when I wouldn't close my book he closed it for me.
"Hey! I wasn't finished studying!" I protested as he started to drag me down the halls.
"Nope, you're going to bed!"
"I'm not"--achoo--"sick!" I said as he pushed me through the Gryffindor common room door.
"Is little (N/n) sick?" Someone said in a childish voice.
"Shut up, James." I muttered.
"I do think little (N/n) is sick," Peter agreed.
"Not you too, Wormtail."
"Yes, I--" Sirius started.
I glared at him, "Sirius Black." --I sneezed-- "Say one word about me being sick and I'll hex you."
"Geez," he said putting his hands up.
"Come on, (Y/n), go to bed," Remus said putting an arm around me and attempted to lead me upstairs.
"But I'm not tired," I said and sat down on the common room couch.
Remus followed me. I fell asleep next to him, his arms wrapped around me and a large blanket encasing both of us.