Will you be my date to the yule ball? (One on one) (Harry Potter)(closed)

"No it's not," she said quietly. "Did I offend you?"

"No," he said quietly.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

She smiled, relieved. "I'm sorry again, I can't control my mouth."

He turned around and hot close to her. "It's fine. Just calm down."

Her eyes widened and she nodded. "Okay."

He smiles a little.

Her eyes darted around his face. "So, um…"

he realized what he was doing and backed up. "…S-Sorry…"

"It's okay…." she breathed.

"…" his face was a bright red.

"Don't feel bad," she assured him. "It's okay, it really is."

"O-Ok…"

"So… Are you feeling better then?" she asked softly.

"Y-Yeah…"

"That's good," she nodded. "Should you be getting back then? Classes will start soon."

"I don't want to…" he said shaking a little.

"Okay, um… stay here?"

"For a little bit."

"Alright," she said. "Don't you want to lay back down then? If Madam Pomfrey sees you up and well, she may send you back sooner."

He laid back down. He looked like he was in pain.

"Are you okay?" she asked worriedly, for a brief moment forgetting it was an act.

"J-Just my back…"

"Really?" she asked softly, her gaze cradling his face. "Is there anything you need?"

"Not sure…"

"If there is, don't lie to me," she demanded, looking him steadily in the eye.

"Can you ask Madam Pomfrey?"

"For what?" Jamie stood and prepared to go.

"For some type of medicine if there is any…"