Roxanne's perfect idea of this Sunday was to sleep in, especially after the crazy and active events of yesterday. Preferably until dinner. But, oh no, this was not Eliza's idea of a perfect Sunday. And Eliza made sure Roxanne knew it.
"Roxy, wake up!" Eliza shook Roxanne.
"We sleep," Lara mumbled into her pillow across the room. Eliza ignored her.
"Roxy – wake – up!" she punctuated each word with a shake. Roxanne groaned.
"Shush!" She hissed. Eliza smirked and pulled open the blinds, similar to what her mother would do. The light shone exactly on Roxanne's face.
"I'll bloody murder you," Roxanne growled. Eliza grinned.
"Me or your father?"
"What?" Roxanne demanded, "My father?"
"Yes, your father," Eliza had a huge grin on her face. Lara threw a pillow at her.
"I'm trying to sleep!" she muttered angrily. Courtney, another girl in their dormitory, raced out of her bed.
"I'm getting changed before this place becomes a war zone of angry, sleep – deprived people!" Courtney announced angrily, grabbing clothes out of her trunk and marching into the bathroom.
"Someone's having a temper – tantrum," Eliza giggled. Courtney turned in the door way, glared at her, and then slammed the door shut.
"I bet her glasses fell off," Eliza doubled over laughing. Roxanne and Lara glared at her.
"Anyway, why on earth would my father be at Hogwarts?" Roxanne demanded, stifling a yawn. Eliza smiled.
"You'll see if you get out of bed," Eliza urged. Roxanne shook her head.
"No way in Hogwarts am I ever getting out of bed. Ever," Roxanne said firmly.
"What? So you'll just stay there for the rest of your life?" Eliza chuckled. Roxanne shook her head.
"I'll come out when the embarrassment goes away. And that's never." Roxanne corrected her. Eliza laughed.
"Not on my watch, girlfriend," Eliza laughed. Roxanne narrowed her eyes.
"Make me," Roxanne pouted. Eliza laughed.
"Don't worry, girl, I will," Eliza grinned, "Wingarduim Leviosa!" Suddenly, Roxanne's bed lifted about a metre off the ground.
"What!" Roxanne looked panicky. She glared at Lara, who was smirking, resting up on her elbows. Eliza slowly manoeuvred her wand so it was pointing at the door. Roxanne and her bed soon followed it.
"Down we go!" Eliza called cheerily. Greta, Courtney's friend, rolled over, annoyed at Eliza's loud voice, and covered her ears with her blue – and – bronze pillow. Eliza ignored her.
"Is this safe?" Roxanne demanded. Eliza merely shrugged.
"I don't know," She replied, "Never tried it," Roxanne's eyes widened at this and Eliza sent her shooting down the stairs.
"Wow," Lara commented. Eliza grinned.
"I know," She smiled, "I'm too good for my own damn good," With that last remark, Eliza took off down the stairs after Roxanne.
"Roxy!" George cried, hugging his daughter affectionately. Roxanne's eyes widened as he squeezed her tightly.
"What are you doing here, dad?" Roxanne asked, blinking a couple of times just to make sure this wasn't an illusion.
"I heard about your… breakdown, that happened yesterday, and I wanted to check that my little girl was okay," George grinned.
"Aw," Eliza commented. George and Roxanne glared at her, "I mean, I better leave you two alone. I'll be at the library if you want me," She winked and sped out of the common room faster than you could say 'go'.
"I just – I got angry and frustrated, so I was shaking then I got sad because the pensieve memory came back to me and I – I saw everybody I care about in Uncle Fred's spot. Dead," Roxanne held back tears. George stroked her hair.
"Shh, it's okay, it's okay," George smiled, "You're extremely lucky you've got friends like Eliza and Lara,"
"And Frank and Lola," Roxanne blushed, remembering how George didn't know about them.
"Yes, those two too," George winked, "Eliza told me you had two new friends," Roxanne went redder, her face matching her father's hair. Thank goodness Eliza didn't tell him Frank is my boyfriend, she thought.
"How are you here?" She asked her father. He grinned.
"Well, Eliza spoke to McGonagall about me coming, and yesterday's event, and she said I could come. So, she used a fast owl to ask me if I wanted to, and I sent back 'yes', so she opened the floo system for the Ravenclaw Common Room this morning. I have an hour here," George explained. Roxanne frowned.
"I wish you were here for longer," She told her dad. He patted her on the head.
"Ah, well, this is as good as it can get," George told her. Roxanne smiled.
"How's mum? And Fred?" Roxanne asked. George grinned.
"Ya mother's doing fine, she is. Got a pay rise last week, that helped a lot," George winked, "And your brother is thinking about moving out of home now, to go live with his girlfriend, you know?"
"Yeah," Roxanne disliked Fred's girlfriend. A bit shallow, that's what she was. Fred's girlfriend.
"How are you doing?" George asked his daughter. Roxanne grinned.
"Great," She blushed. George frowned.
"Has my little girl got a boyfriend?" He teased. He doesn't know how true that is, Roxanne smiled.
"Maybe," She grinned, then she brought something up that made her frown, "Anyway, have you heard about Lily and James?"
"I've heard Albus came out, but that's all about the Potter children," George frowned. Roxanne sucked in her breath.
"Lily and James – they, well…" Roxanne was lost for words, but George could instantly tell what she was trying to say.
"WHAT ON GODRIC'S HOLLOW!" He bellowed, angry, "HOW DARE THOSE LITTLE UNSATISFACTORY S-"
"That's exactly what I thought," Roxanne hushed, hoping none of the younger students heard her father. George went red, realising what Roxanne was doing.
"Right – o. My apologies," George whispered. Roxanne grinned.
"I suppose you'd like to look around," Roxanne proposed the idea. George shrugged.
"A looksee around here, I suppose. First time I have ever been in here, it is. Been in the Slytherin and Hufflepuff common rooms, I have. To play pranks. But not, not ever in here. Could never figure out the way in. Those riddles of yours were too hard for us to figure out," George chuckled. Roxanne grinned.
"That's exactly why you aren't a Ravenclaw," They both cracked up.