Stiles knew his growing crush on Derek was stupid and dumb and something he couldn’t’ do anything about but the teen couldn’t help himself. He liked the older male, who wasn’t that much older, and found any excuse to spend time outside of class with Derek and since they didn’t have classes today or tomorrow Stiles had to get a little creative. Good thing he remembered that Derek hadn’t been feeling well the night of the attack and he hadn’t seen the teacher at all the day before so Stiles assumed that even though Derek said he wasn’t sick, he had gotten sick.
“I brought you soup,” Stiles stated holding up a basket that the house elves had packed. There was more than just soup in it. The House Elves seemed to like Derek and when Stiles mentioned who it was for they had stuffed the basket full. “I didn’t see you at lunch today nor at all yesterday so I knew you had gotten sick... except you look a lot better now.” Yes, Derek did seem a little pale still but nothing compared to the night of the attack. Which meant Stiles’ awesome excuse had turned into an embarrassing assumption. Shit. He even left Batman at the castle because he didn't want to over stimulate Derek if he was sick.