Hangover

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Y/N's POV:

"-Fuck, my head...
-Good morning to you too, Y/N.
It took me forever before I realised what was happening.
-What the fuck are you doing in my bed?
-You cried because you didn't want me to go.
-I did... What?
-Don't drink that much on New Year, that was... Well, you knocked out Peter for a snack and almost broke his arm.
-Oh, my god..."

Regulus explained everything that happened last night and every time he was saying something I was hiding more and more, ashamed.

To do short: I jumped on the sofa, almost died because I slipped and met the table, which apparently I talked with, the boys and I did a peeing challenge and I tried to pee standing up, I stole Remus' clothes because I peed myself when I tried to pee standing up so Remus had to continue the night in pyjamas, I did Sirius' makeup, I almost broke James' wand, I knocked out Peter for a snack, almost breaking his arm and when we went to bed I cried because I didn't want Regulus to go so he slept with me.

Now that's a lot of things that I'd rather forget than live with.

We finally got up and went downstairs to meet the other hangover boys which were looking as dead as me.

The things were explained to each boys (because they all did different things) and they were as ashamed as me once everything was told.

"-Now, Remus, you should check yourself on a mirror since you were the first one asleep...
-Oh, fuck... He got up and ran to a mirror. Guys, seriously? A dick?
We all bursted out laughing as he came back, desperate.
-That's a big one! Which one of us drew that? Asked James.
-Y/N, with her eyeliner when she did Sirius' makeup.
-Good job, female!
-Thanks, male! Peter how's your arm?
-Dead.
-Next time you won't steal my snack.
-Not the subject but Y/N knows what we all did but we don't know what she did?
I turned to Regulus.
-Please.
-Why?
-That's even more embarrassing than having a liner dick on the cheek! Regulus, I fucking talked with a table!
-You did what? Sirius bursted out laughing.
-Now we have to tell them, Y/N. You started it!
-Go on... I sighed and hid my face in my hands."

Regulus told the boys what I did and these deadass were laughing, one of them even fell off his chair.

"-Seems like you're not as hangover as I thought you would be! Said Fleamont when he came in.
-They were looking like dead people when we came downstairs. I replied.
-So were you, miss I talk with a table!
-Fuck off, James."

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