I went for some inspiration to Lillie McFerrin's Five Sentence Fiction. The prompt word is "Medicine." I am using characters and a bit of plot from my work in progress, The Magicless. (to read more about it, go here.)
"He's really hurt and I don't know if we can get him to a clinic in time," Sandrine said, her eyes drilling through Guillaume. "I know which of the five he needs," she muttered, drawing Pierre's head higher up on her lap as he wheezed.
"Personal use of magic is forbidden, in all cases, for all reasons," Guillaume reminded her, then nodded his head.
Sandrine ruffled Pierre's feathery hair as she whispered, "You are being so brave, and I love you so much."
Red flames of magic flickered along Pierre's arm, disappearing into his chest, while the white sparks dancing across Sandrine reflected in his dark laughing eyes.