Standing from his chair, Snape went over to the fireplace and threw a few more logs in from the stack in the corner, igniting the wood with a quickly-murmured spell. After he was satisfied it was burning away properly and the room was beginning to warm up again, he returned to Draco’s bedside and took his godson’s temperature. The fever was beginning to break, but there was still a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead, and he was shivering slightly.