Hangovers

57. Gape

Rowena sat at the staff table, her head in her hands. She closed her eyes, trying to ignore the pounding pain of her hangover. She glanced around the Great Hall, thankful that the vast majority of the students had left home for Christmas holidays, and the remainder was still fast asleep in their dormitories.

The previous night’s New Year’s Party had been exceptional, with exceptionally good drinks that all who attended were presently regretting trying.

Still nursing her head, she failed to notice the shocked face of a Prefect gaping at her from the doorway. So much for remaining inconspicuous.