This is not how I imagined our reunion to be.
I blame Mum and Dad.

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Never say Mary's birthday out loud. It'll only lead to improvised presents.
Never start a food fight. It'll get you a severe warning from the Boss, which is very, very bad.
Never say sorry to Scorpius. It'll only start something that you'll end up regretting.

I've managed to get wasted, hung over, taken care of by my ex-best friend, caught Hugo and Albus sneaking around my flat, recovering from my headache, getting a cold the next day, injure myself by getting into stupid accidents around the house, lose a book, and called pregnant by my own mother all in the span of one weekend plus a Friday.

I should get a prize.