Shared Misery

Gods, she hoped Mort didn't find her again. Her brain couldn't handle any more questions today. Sirius claimed needed something for nausea and Io wiggled out from beneath his weight. She slid from the furs and headed into her cottage. It was still too damn bright outside and she squinted against the light. Once inside, she threw together a concoction of herbs that would help with both nausea and the throbbing that she knew he still felt in his head. She mixed it in a small dish of water and, grabbing a skin of water, she went back out to the furs.

Rather than crawling beneath, she lay atop the pile, but not on top of the fur that still draped over her silly sibling. Placing the dish before him as well as the skin of water, she gave instruction. "Drink all of that. Also drink the water. Hydration is key. Everything else will fall into place after." Io gave her brother a playful nudge. "Want to drink again tonight?" Green and gold eyes flashed mischievously, but she was far, far from serious.