The second he had got your message he was out of bed and storming down the hogwarts halls, robe billowing behind him as he strode with purpose, finding your chambers tucked in the furthest turret overlooking the greenhouses. He ignores knocking and slams the door open, picking you up in his arms with a sigh “I came as quickly as I could” he mutters, voice slightly hoarse from sleep and hair messed up.

He wipes the tears on your cheeks as he waves his wand to brew some tea, tucking you into bed so gently “how can I help my love?” He mumbles