Zacharias couldn't help but smirk at Roger actually trying to resist. But he was the Ravenclaw. Rationally he knew this would help him feel better, and in his condition he wasn't going to be getting away from him. So Zach waited till Roger finally peaked out from under the blankets, and took the shot of whiskey and pepper up potion.
"Good boy," he said taking his seat next to Roger on the blanket filled couch. "Chicken noodle. Apparently it's a miracle cure for Muggles," Zach said with a shrug. He'd put a heating charm on it to keep it warm for Roger. At least the hot broth and noodles would give Roger something to eat, and help clear his head.