"I'll do that. And I'll be right back. Maybe get you a coke or something too." Whatever he could make him consume to get any calories, at this point. Hartley kissed Harry's forehead and then got up, smiling briefly before he headed out of the room.

He walked right to the vending machine, got what he needed and on the way back he walked into Sirius and Remus. Sirius was carrying a paper bag of Aziraphale's cookies and Hartley led them into Harry's room, immediately giving Harry the mints. "The gay boys are here."

"Yeah, it's the poufter parade," Sirius said in agreement, one arm around Remus, "You know, Haz, you're kinda lucky. You've always been pale, so you make looking like shit look intentional."

Still better than just asking him if he was doing well, Hartley supposed.