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"Wakey wakey!"
Reyna groans as a loud voice rings through her ears, grabbing the pillow from under her head before launching it into the general area of the noise.
"Honestly Rainy, you need to work on your aiming skills,"
As Reyna registers the voice in her head, her eyes shoot open to come face-to-face with Fred. The wizard had a wide grin on his face, averting his eyes as Reyna repositions the blanket to cover her body.
"Fred," Reyna breathes out. "Where-"
"Well," Fred sits cross-legged on the floor. "Last night, I arrived at my dormitory door and well the noises I heard sent the message that I clearly was not meant to see whatever naughty behaviour was going on in here. Once everything went quiet, I came upstairs and I had to throw blankets over you and George"
"You saw-"
"As soon as I realised you and George had decided clothing was optional, I averted my eyes," Fred shrugs. "Had to make sure good old Kenneth didn't come in for a creepy peek. Thanks for having sex in my bed, by the way, not a Christmas Day gift I was expecting"
"Oh my god," Reyna's spare hand goes up to her forehead. "We didn't-"
"You did,"
Reyna drops back in the bed, an embarrassed groan falling from her lips as Fred's laughter rings through her ears.
"What's going on?"
"Well, dear twin of mine, that is an interesting story,"
"Please don't make me hear it again!"
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Reyna walks down the stairs from the boy's dormitory, adorned in George's Quidditch jersey and a pair of the wizard's cotton shorts. Her dress was bundled up in her arms, her underwear hidden in the fabric of the dress, and her shoes hanging from her hands.
"Someone had a happy Christmas Eve,"
"Shut up Harry,"
"I'm just saying if you wanted to hide it, you should have at least brushed your h-" The boy yelps, diving out of the way of the shoe that was flying towards him. "Everyone will be down soon so I'd fix that"
Reyna swiftly retrieves her wand, holding it tightly in her hand as she commences a circular motion above her head. As she completes the spell, the dishevelled remnants of her activities from the previous night are erased, replaced by the smooth, effortless waves that are widely recognized as her signature look.
Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps echoes through the house, prompting her to hastily tuck her common room under one of the beanbags before settling onto it.
"That's going to end well," Harry murmurs.
Laughter and chatter fill the air as the twins, the trio, Reyna and Caleb exchange and open gifts. Scout had scuttled down the stairs, curling up in Reyna's lap before the witch shows him a shiny gold ball which had the creature chasing it around the room.
"What's under the beanbag?" Ron asks, reaching forward and Reyna shoves the boy back. "Why are you wearing George's clothes?"
"I was very drunk last night and George couldn't help me up the girl's dormitory stairs because I needed to be carried,"
"Liar," Harry coughs.
"Miss Reyna Lupin," Fred shakes his head. "You're committing all the sins today aren't you?"
"You two-" Caleb points between George and Reyna. "You-"
As Reyna and George share a quick glance, they suddenly break into a sprint, leaving the Gryffindor Common Room behind. Their friends burst into laughter and quickly join the chase, giving rise to a joyous atmosphere. Amidst the merriment, Reyna and George struggle to evade their friends, their laughter echoing through the corridors.
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Upon entering the Great Hall, Reyna notices that many of the older students, much like herself and the twins, were massaging their temples as sunglasses rest on their noses. It was clear that a hangover epidemic had swept the older student population.
Reyna picks at the food on her plate, the hangover nausea wasn't making her particularly hungry despite the spectacular array of food in front of her.
"How's the headache?" Hermione asks.
"From what I hear you've got a headache of your own," Reyna replies, tilting her head in Ron's direction.
"Don't get me started," Hermione rolls her eyes. "Just because another guy asked me to the ball because he didn't have the nerve to ask. He tells me Viktor is using me because I'm young, implying I'm stupid"
"Here's how you solve all your problems,"
Reyna picks up a bread roll from one of the baskets that sat in the centre of the table. She winds her arm back before throwing the ball with her chaser's precision, nailing Ron in the back of the head.
"Oi who was that?!"
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