My Lupin [A Fred Weasley FanFic]

9. THE DAY AFTER

A/N: Thank you all so much for the love I've gotten on this story so far. I am so appreciative of every single one of you. :)))

TW: mention of what happened in the last chapter, some PTSD, and panic attacks.

If you have trouble with any of these feel free to message me, I'm here to talk. <3

Also, my f key on my computer is kind of broken, so some words might now make sense AHAHAHA ok enjoy.

[Lindsey's POV]

I woke up with a pounding headache. I barely remember last night. I sit up from my bed and see none of my roommates are in here. I check my watch: 1 PM. Wow, I slept most of the day.

I was confused when I woke up. I was still in my clothes. And my face was damp and covered with makeup. Was I crying? Weird.

The last thing I remember was dancing with Fred to The Spice Girls.

Ugh, I'm never drinking again.

I decided I should go eat something to possibly help the terrible hangover I had.

I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I wiped off my mess of makeup on my face.

I took a quick shower and used magic to dry my hair.

I decided to put on a very lazy outfit.

I was thinking something like this

I put on some cute sunglasses because the light was unbearable.

I walked to the common room and didn't see anyone. I'm sure most of the people at the party last night were feeling about the same as I was.

I decided to just walk to the great hall. There were some students hanging out in there eating a casual Sunday lunch. I spotted Dean sitting with Seamus and went and plopped down next to him.

Right as I sat down, I slumped in my seat and set my head on the table.

"Good morning Sunshine, where'd you run off to last night?" Dean said sweetly.

I just groaned in response.

"I'm serious Linds you disappeared last night." Dean giggled. "I mean, I did see you dancing with Weasley, did anything happen with him? Anything exciting?" He nudged my shoulder.

I sit up a bit and face Dean.

"Not sure, the last thing I remember I was dancing with Fred in the middle of the party, I must've blacked out," I reply.

I really wanted to remember what happened last night.

Dean and I look over and I spot Fred, George, and Lee walk past us to the other end of the table.