Hermione placed her ear on his chest to listen to his breathing. Her hand reached for a piece of paper and a quill, scrawling something down before she continued to wipe down his sweat body. "His body is trying to keep his fever high," She said," The shivering keeps him warm and tries to burn off whatever sickness he has." She rested the back of her hand against his forehead and frowned. "Shit," She swore," It's spiking again. I don't know if he'll make it - I thought we had more time than this."