things have a way of coming back... in the end

They won the quidditch game, and boy did the party get wild. Someone had spiked all the drinks in sight, and everyone was drunk, including Brandon.

Now, he did not usually get drunk at these parties, but he despised being the only one in his friendship group not completely drunk by the end of the evening, and he felt like letting go and having fun, so he did.

And he completely regretted it. He had stumbled up to his dormitory at 3 am, briefly trying to go into the seventh years dormitory, until someone directed him the right way. He had managed to half-heartedly sort himself out, and that meant dumping a pile of textbooks over a letter addressed to him in a messy scrawl he didn't recognise.

When he awoke eight hours later, he regretted everything. Needless to say he had a huge hangover.

"Wake up sunshine!" He heard Lily trill, cutting into his head like a knife. She was one of those annoying people that did just not get hungover, whereas all her friends got the worst hangovers. And she tortured them each and every time they got wasted.

"Lily!" He pulled his pillow over his head as she opened the curtains, he heard Toby complaining also and was at least glad he was not alone.

"Oh come on! You can't abandon me all day!" She complained. "I've already been kicked out of my own dorm!"

Brandon groaned and shifted his position, he pulled the covers open. "Lie down and shut up." He told her. She gave him a giant grin and lay down beside him.

"Love you Bran." She told him, he just sighed at her and closed his eyes. "Oh come on!"

"Go back to bed then!" Brandon groaned at her.

"Please shut up! My head is about to burst!" Toby exclaimed from the bed beside Brandons.

"Sorry Tobes." Lily whispered. "Bran since when did you drink?"

"I don't know, I felt like it." He answered.

"You okay Bran?" She asked.

"No, I have a headache, Lily Please?" He begged, she sighed and got up.

"I'll be back." She announced, Brandon groaned again and threw a pillow at her as she darted out of the door.

She appeared back a few minutes later, with two potions. "Drink." She commanded, passing each of the boys a cup. Brandon took his in one gulp and lay down, waiting for it to kick it. At last it did, and he began to feel better.

"Jesus Christ I'm hungry." He announced, Toby nodded saying a similar thing.

"Good, because it's almost lunch." She told them, Brandon shook his head and took the pile of books off his bedside table and chucked them in his trunk. Lily picked up the hastily written letter he had received at some point the night before.

"What's this?" She asked as Brandon pulled on some clean clothes.

"I dunno, I'll read it later." He shrugged as he half-heartedly tried to do something with his hair.

"Not from Danny?"

"No, it's not his handwriting."

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After a filling Lunch, and seeing as Rosa and Helen hadn't emerged, although Brandon had a feeling Helen might be with Albus, the three were wandering the grounds.

"So Toby, I saw you making out with Max Wood last night." Lily stated.

"I didn't did I?" Toby asked anxiously. He had liked Max since second year.

"You were both really enjoying that one." Lily added.

"I hate myself." Toby sighed.

"Don't worry, Max was more wasted then you were." Lily smirked.

"I don't know whether that's good or not." Toby sighed.

"Lily what about you and Rosa, sneaking off?" Brandon shot back in defence of his friend. Lily went bright red.

"She needed some air." She told them as though trying to convince her self that it was true.

"Ah yes, not like you're trying to hide something." Brandon raised an eyebrow. She glared at him.

"Well you'd know all about that now, wouldn't you." She announced slyly.

"That was low, even for you." Toby told her.

"What do you mean even for me?" Lily demanded in shock. Brandon and Toby exchanged a glance and ran for it. She ran after them at once. "Oy!"

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It wasn't until later that evening, Brandon picked up the letter and opened It, immediately cursing himself for not opening it sooner.

Brandon,
Danny's ill at the moment, he's got bronchitis, so I said I'd write to you for him.
Sophie's fine, she came home last week, Danny came home last week also, I had to convince Mia to let him go, she gets protective gotta love her right?

Any way, he loves you and all that Jazz, and he wished you were here.

Don't worry, he's fine, just under the weather.

See you some point in the Christmas holidays.

Bye,
Phil

"Lily!" Brandon burst into the common room, earning a few odd looks.

"Yes honey?" She asked, looking up from a crossword she and Rosa were doing.

"What's Bronchitis?"

"It's like a bad cough I think, why?" He passed her the letter in answer. "Awe, his family love you, I'm assuming Phil is his brother?"

"Yeah, I always thought he didn't like me."

"Danny's fine, muggles are well equipped to dealing with these things." She told him. "Oh and I'm coming to yours for the three days before you come to mine."

"We're doing that still?" Brandon frowned.

"It's Christmas tradition Fawley!" She sighed at him. "Now stop worrying and sit down, we need help on this crossword!"

Brandon laughed and sat down beside her, she was right, he needed to give Danny more credit. The boy could look after himself, he just worried too much.