Harry stared at her, the color fading from his face as he caught a cold sweat. His knees began to buckle a little. He could have fainted, but he had to not make her worry as much. Harry's eyes stayed open as he slowly descended to the ground, sitting with his head between his knees. He was about to throw up...a lot. Harry slowly looked up at her, "What?" His voice cracking in a whimper.