"I try never to think of Malfoy's sex life. However, you can ask him yourself, possibly while sick, because from the looks those two were giving people, he might hex you if you as much as suggest that you're horrified at the idea of anyone wiht Snape." Percy couldn't help his own shiver, because that would have been enough to keep him celibate forever.
"Cards, candies." He made a pile and shrunk everything, putting it in his pocket, and took out a broken wrist watch. "Portkey. It'll take us right home. I know you don't feel so well, but it'll be easier if you stand up. I want to make sure you don't land on your arse." He could have asked for a trolley, but they would have used that excuse to keep Cass here.
He finally approached the bed and offered a hand. "Here, let me help you stand up."