literally too tired to write anything better so deal with this short ass chapter, but there will be a part two because this was meant to be longer except i just want to get this out for you
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"Y/n? Y/n, wake up." you felt your shoulder being shoved, a familiar feeling. You opened your eyes wearily, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes and looking around. You saw Zoe as the one shaking you awake, and you smiled, waving her off as you somehow managed to stand up. You looked around, not recognizing the room you were in. But as soon as you did, the memories all came flashing back to you. The party, Sydnie, Madison, the bus. Everything. You let out a broken heave of a breath, spinning around to the bed where Madison sat, looking just about every part of a hungover woman. But other than that, she didn't seem very effected by what happened.
Tentatively, you mumbled "Hey Madison. How are you feeling?" "Like shit. My head hurts and I'm sore." You nodded at her quick and concise answer, understanding how she felt. "Do you...Do you want to talk about it?" you heard Zoe mutter beside you and you glanced over at her with a reassuring smile before returning your attention to the blonde. "No. No, I don't. We are going to go downstairs, and we are going to play it off as if it never happened. You understand? Not a word of this, to anyone." You bit your lip, but nodded anyway, Zoe doing about the same. Madison then continued with "Alright. Now get out and go change."
You nodded and led Zoe out of the girl's room, allowing her to slip into hers as you did yours. Closing the door behind you as quietly as possible, you slumped against the white wood and let out a broken sob, the previous night's activities finally catching up to you. On wobbly legs, you made your way to your dresser, stripping your dress and heels of swiftly and replacing them with a pair of leggings and a loose fitting top. Heading over to the vanity, you swept over your face with some makeup remover, not even bothering to put more on as you felt too shaky to apply proper liner anyway. After slipping on some comfy flats, you left your room and headed downstairs, just as Zoe and Madison exited their own.
The three of you walk down silently, not exchanging anything beside heavy glances, and soon you're headed into the kitchen. You heard the TV playing the news and almost froze up at what you heard. It was about the bus flip. But before you could think too much into it, Madison strutted past you and clicked the thing off. Nan huffed and exclaimed "hey, I was watching that!" but Madison only quipped back "Why? It's yesterday's news." You bit your lip, once again looking over at Zoe for a split second as her tears welled up a bit at the thought. You were quick to wipe the tears away and murmur "It's okay. We'll get through this," to which the young witch nodded and smiled nervously.
You pulled back as you also entered the kitchen, your head down as to avoid any unnecessary eye contact and doing your usual routine, thought it's stilted and anxiety ridden. But you're brought pause when you heard a new voice speaking as the owner strutted into the room. "What are we talking about? College boys? Taken in the prime of their lives, such a tragedy. Almost makes you wanna cry." You ignored it mostly, too out of it to really care who it was that was speaking. "But then, the world's not gonna miss a bunch of assholes anyway." But Madison had to open her mouth as she quipped "Who are you?" The other woman hummed as she fiddled with something on the counter before replying.
"You know I gotta hand it to you; a bus flip. That's not easy. But you...are a sloppy little witch bitch." You frowned deeply, ready to come to Madison's aid, but when you looked up you were hit with a shock. "Y-You're..." you didn't get anything out before Madison made some snarky remark and got literally thrown into the wall with just a raise of this new woman's hand. Quietly, you murmured "You're her," under your breath. This gained the attention of the short haired blonde, and she smirked when she made eye contact with you.
"You're the one that fainted," she taunted, pointing her cigarette at you. You nodded numbly, unable to look away for the life of you. "You're Fiona. You're the Supreme." you finally breathed, and the woman smirked wider and shrugged one shoulder as she said "That would be me, yes. I assume my daughter had told me about you?" You nodded, swallowing and breaking free from your reverie. "Yeah. Plus you knocked me out so I figured I'd do a little bit of digging anyway. That wasn't very nice of you, by the way." Fiona chuckled and rolled her eyes, taking a drag of her cigarette before speaking again.
"Not my fault you're sensitive." and she chuckled again, sending you a look. You rolled your eyes at her attitude, but payed attention when she began speaking to the rest of the room. "Now I've read all your files. And you're never gonna become great women of our clan sitting around here at Hogwarts, under the confused instruction of my daughter." You scowled and almost snapped at the woman for insulting Cordelia without her even being there to defend herself, but you stopped yourself before you got her angry. "We're going on a field trip," she said before looking over at Queenie. She grimaced and mumbled "Good lord, change your clothes." Queenie looked up at her in offense, and you did the same, rolling your eyes.
As Fiona walked out, a trail of her strong perfume following her, she said "Wear something...black." before disappearing around the corner. You got up as well, sending Zoe and Madison a look before following Fiona out the door and to your room. As much as you'd rather die than go with the Supreme on her little 'field trip', you figured there was no getting out of it anyway, so you might as well look nice. Once you'd chosen a dress, you applied some eyeliner quickly and lipgloss as well as some short black heels to top off the look.
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With a heavy sigh, you left your room and went back downstairs, expecting to see the others, but everyone else had apparently gone to change and had yet to return. So, you wandered into the living room, stretching out on one of the couches, head on one end and feet hanging off the other. You closed your eyes and relaxed back a bit, mentally preparing for whatever it was you were about to experience. Who knew what Fiona was going to do to all of you, where she would take you. Hopefully nowhere too bad. But after a moment you felt your feet being nudged off the couch by gentle hands, and you opened your eyes to see who had dared interrupt you. But when you saw that it was only Cordelia you smiled, removing your feet and placing them back on the floor.
As you looked up at the woman, you noticed how tired she looked, visibly exhausted. So you said quietly "You didn't sleep did you?" And even though she didn't say anything, the way she looked away was enough of an answer. However before you could say more a voice called out "Come on y/n, we're leaving. The old lady's waiting." You chuckled and responded "Be right there Queenie," and glanced back to Cordelia, standing up and sending her an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Fiona's kidnapping us. I'll talk to you later." you mumbled, passing her and rubbing her arm gently as you did in what you hoped was a reassuring gesture, before heading towards the front of the Academy, where you found the rest of the girls dressed head to toe in black and Fiona waiting impatiently.
"Finally! Now that you're all here, let's go." And you left, following the Supreme to what may or may not be certain doom.
