"You'd think so, but many wizards have little to no care about the muggle world, even the muggle born ones. So I'm not surprised there is no spell." As Stu comes over and practically falls onto her, Sue shifts, her first move to protect her precious guitar. Then once that's safe she nudges him, getting him to rest against her bony shoulder as she searches her pockets for his pills.

"You really should stop letting him get a hold of them. If this happens during the night there's no way you can get to me." The cap is popped and the tube offered up, Sue knowing it's best to let her brother judge his pain.