Hangovers and Love Potion

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Jane's POV:

"What the bloody effing hell" Shirley awoke, rubbing her head

"My stomach hurts" I groaned, "I'd much rather take the early effect of getting drunk then this"

"Rachael and Priscilla, those lucky arses, they're still knocked out, can't feel a thing yet" she grumbled

"Food always makes me feel a small bit better, let's go to breakfast. No ones going to be there, they're all hungover" I suggested

"Can you carry me?"

"No"

"Do I have to go?"

"Yes"

*******

We, a bit less than willingly made our way to the Great Hall, no sign of Gryffindor life yet

Just as I suspected, when we got to the great hall, there was only a few students at the other tables

The only Gryffindor I focused on was Evans

He looked up and saw me

I made my way over to him and Shirley immediately put her head down on the table

"Good morning" Lucas greeted

"What's so good about it?" retorted Shirley's muffled voice

"How's Alex?" I smirked

He sighed, "Absolutely horrible. I've never seen someone in such a horrific mood"

I smiled, " You don't live with Shirley everyday"

He laughed

"What does your patronus happen to be" I wondered aloud

"A deer" he absentmindedly answered

"A stag?" I asked

He nodded, "And yours?"

"Doe" I replied, smiling at him

"As in, a female deer?"

I snickered, "That's the one"

He stared at me for a while, then cleared his throat and returned to his food

"Eat some food, Shirley" I told her, placing a plate in front of her

"You're one to talk, what have you eaten?" She retorted

"I'll eat when you eat"

"Finally she has manners" her muffled voice was obviously sarcastic

She lifted her head up and began to fill her plate just as I did

"Weren't you just hungover like 2 minutes ago, that's a bloody hell of a comeback" she said and began to eat

"I have a better thing to look at" I replied

"So do I" she stared at her food

*********

We all sat on our four poster beds located in our dormitory

"What shall we do?" I questioned my fellow Mauraders

"Sleep" Priscilla suggested, lying on her stomach with her blanket on the floor

"I agree" Rachael raised her hand low in the air

Her head was hanging off her mattress and her legs were resting against the wall

Shirley was looking out the window down at the Hogwarts lake

"Bloody hell who's that" she suddenly asked us

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