Okay, this one's from Audrey's perspective (sort of) but I've not figured her character out fully yet so it's a bit rough around the edges and really short. All rights go to J.K Rowling (Who I am not).
Her head was pounding… literally against a wall.
"You know, somehow I don't think hangovers get better the more you bruise your head," Percy spoke from his desk and Audrey could practically hear the smirk.
"I have not got a hangover," Audrey stated spinning round and almost falling over,
"Of course not," Percy shrugged and this time the smirk was in clear view,
"You know, you're more annoying than I thought you were."
"Well, never go by first impressions."
"Or second, or third, or fourth, or fifth apparently," she counted off the days of their first week together. Percy, however, didn't seem at all fazed,
"Even-Stevens," Percy shrugged again. Audrey sat down heavily in her chair rubbing her temples trying to sooth her currently splitting head ache,
"You know," she spoke after a few minutes of silence, "I didn't know you could be so relaxed after a night out."
"Relaxed?"
"Yeah, you've… unwound yourself a bit."
"Does that imply that I was tense in the first place?" Percy stopped writing and looked over his glasses at her,
"Just a bit," she smiled,
"I shall have you know that I am never tense," Percy declared,
"Have you looked at your shoulders recently," Audrey raised an eyebrow, Percy deliberately started slouching,
"That's better," Audrey smiled.
"Yes and its really comfortable," Percy mumbled,
"Exactly," Audrey patted his hand, something that caused Percy to go tense once again,
"Well," Percy coughed and started writing again, "You're still hung-over."
Audrey rolled her eyes.
Okay so it was a very short one this time, but I started to lengthen it onto a completely different topic and it didn't fit.