Little Mischiefs [Inglorious Bastards/Black Anthology | HP Fanfic]

~ IB: Spa Day with Uncle Rome

2009

Theodore entered the master's bedroom with a tray floating at his tail that had a pitcher of water, a lot of snacks, a large mug of coffee, a potion, and a huge note that says "I told you so." Sitting down on the bed where his wife lay, looking a complete mess, he had the tray settle beside her as she slowly woke up from her sleep. Carina groaned at the hammering headache that radiated from her eyes to the backside of her brain, the bright light didn't help nor did the doubling visions of everything.

"Good morning, lovely wife," Theodore said aloud.

"Shut up!" Carina covered her ears. "And closed the bloody curtains, it's too bright. What time is it anyway?"

"It's time for you to sober up. Here, drink that first then the potion to help with the hangover."

The large glass of water floated to Carina's hands, followed by the vial that had the potion. After drinking the whole glass of water, Carina went to take the potion but pushed it back when she smelled it.

"That's foul!" She cried out.

"That's the price for drinking too much last night. Come on, stop being so immature and drink the bloody potion."

Though he sounded like he was annoyed, Theodore was actually enjoying watching Carina with a hangover. Last night, Sirius and Charity gave all the young parents a night off by having the children for a sleepover. So, Theodore and Carina thought of going out for some fun, and what better way to find fun than to join their best friends, Roman and Morgan, in finding the best place to have fun. Joining them in this night off were Harry and Ginny, Ron and Hermione, and of course, Party Maisie who just got out of a forty-eight-hour shift in St. Mungo's and was dying for a drink after having to pop the biggest boil she has ever seen. They went to a club, had a couple of drinks, ate a lot of food, and had more drinks. In the end, half of them were already wasted – Harry had to be assisted by Ginny when apparating home, Ron too almost kissed the sidewalk when they left the club if it weren't for Hermione and Morgan from stopping him; then there was Roman and Theodore, who had to carry the cousins, Maisie and Carina home since they had too much to drink and were dancing like crazy in the club. It wasn't the prettiest sight to see since Maisie threw up on Roman's jacket.

"Maisie, this is my favorite jacket!" Roman cringed at the stain and at the sight of the young woman barely keeping it together as she vomited in a bush.

Beside them, Theodore held up Carina's hair as she also threw up. "Do you have your phone with you? I'd love to record this, for future use."

"Good idea!" Roman reached into his pocket and started recording the sight of the cousins throwing up. "Hold on, isn't Maisie going out with Seamus? Where is he? And why isn't he the one getting vomited on?"

"She said that they weren't really dating – Maisie doesn't really have the time to date anyone," Theodore shrugged.

"Oh, so it's casual."

"Yeah."

After the two women stopped vomiting, the two men dragged them to Roman's car and drove back to Catchpole. They would have apparated, but it would be torture for them with all the dizziness.

Back at the Black-Nott household where Carina was currently aiding her hangover, Theodore would switch between her and Maisie, who was sleeping in the guest room, and was also aiding her headache. Right after he placed the bowl of soup for his sister-in-law, and went to back to Carina, the sound of the front door opening and the children running inside had Carina groan in pain.

"Theodore, dunk me in cold water. Now," Carina said.

"No, you stay there, and I'll handle this," Theodore told her. "Do you have your phone?"