"Ugh," Lily grunted as she squinted through the slits that were her eyes. What happened?. She tried to push herself up off the bed. Pain coursed through her head.
Lily hated hangovers. All she could recall of last night was the win of the Quidditch cup. There had been a party.
So that's why I have a headache. Come to think of it… where am I? I hope Alice had the decency to take me back to my room.
She lay there for a while, trying to ignore her throbbing temples. I'd better get up. Classes will probably be starting soon. She got up blearily, tripping over something. Funny… I don't usually leave stuff lying around. It's so dark. I can't see anything!
She fumbled along the ground for a wand. Got it. "Lumos," she muttered. Light burst out the end. She staggered to the curtained windows and wrenched them open. Spinning around and cursing her aching head, she headed towards the bathrooms. A shower is just what I need.
"Ahem" came a voice. She turned, preparing to yell at Alice for not waking her up. And letting her drink too much. Then she saw her worst nightmare.
James Potter.