#madamme pomfrey is just

[stella-thestars]

Little prompt

Madamme Pomfrey sat there, beside young Lupin, a gentle hand on his fragile form, on his scarred back.

"Oh, my darling," she murmured, gently running her hand up and down. "What's wrong?"

Remus didn't understand what he was feeling. He felt so small, so weak, but so 𝘴𝘰 warm.

"Nothing," he whispered. He didn't want to say it. Madamme Pomfrey already was doing so much for him, why burden her even more?

She shook her head, letting out a small sigh. She shifted closer, her arms now encircling his smaller form.

Remus didn't know why, but tears began to prick his eyes. His heart began to beat faster, and he couldn't help but clutch onto her robes.

"Everything."