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Saturday, August 06, 2005

EoMEoTE #9:The morning after

Harry couldn't believe how much his head was pounding. Last night had been an absolute blinder. It was only supposed to be a couple of social butterbeers, and then somehow they turned into butterscotches and inevitably everything ended up in a sticky mess from there.

Sticky mess. Sticky mess. Dear god. Harry wracked the dark recesses of his memory. He remembered talking, drowning in those gorgeous sooty eyes, leaning in and no, he hadn't had he?

Harry's eyes flicked open as he quickly glanced beside him. Phew. Noone next to him. He was in his own flat. No discarded clothing he didn't recognise. Relief tinged with disappointment.

"There you are darling! Rise and shine. It's gone past nine."

Harry winced. It was true. He really had had the night of his life. His wildest dreams had come true. The love of his life had succumbed. He couldn't decide if he should grin and risk irritating the little man busy hammering inside his head.

"I... I..." Harry's throat was parched.

"Don't say a word until you've eaten the best fry-up in town. You must have a monster hangover. This is the best cure for it. Guaranteed."

Harry struggled into a sitting position as he watched the tray being set down on the beside table. Scrambled eggs. Bacon. Tomato. Toast. Isn't the oft-lauded way to a man's heart through his stomach?

He smiled gratefully as he blinked back a tear. All those years under the staircase were worth it for this one pure moment.

"I'll be back in a sec with your cuppa tea. You get started on that. You need your energy. Last night was amazing."

Harry sighed with renewed memories as he watched Draco disappear down the corridor.

He grabbed his fork as he leaned over to pick up the plate.


The hangover fry-up: scrambled eggs, bacon, tomato, toast.

Submitted for the ninth edition of the End of Month Eggs on Toast Extravaganza: Prisoner of Frying Pan.

Check out Jeanne's wrap-up of all the Harry Potter themed entries, coming soon to CookSister!

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posted by Helen (AugustusGloop) on 8/06/2005 11:59:00 pm


12 Comments:

  • At 8/07/2005 12:23 am, Blogger tara said…

    I laughed out loud reading this post - well done, and a marvelous reveal! And there truly is nothing better than a fry-up to cure a hangover. Truthfully, I've not had a drink recently, and yet I'm inspired to toddle off to my kitchen right now.

     
  • At 8/07/2005 1:50 pm, Blogger Nic said…

    Ok, clearly Harry was put under the imperious curse while out drinking (butterbeer? elf made wine?). I guess the only two things he could hope for are (1) that someone obliviates this memory and (2) that Draco is a good cook...

     
  • At 8/07/2005 3:11 pm, Blogger Helen (AugustusGloop) said…

    Hi Tara - lol. Glad you liked it. I've always suspected something about the intense bullying by Draco. Remember Anne of Green Gables? You only pick on the ones you love... =)

    Hi Nic - I like to think that this is the start of something beautiful...

     
  • At 8/08/2005 10:26 am, Blogger Sam said…

    you absolutely cracked me up with this one. Hilarious.

     
  • At 8/08/2005 12:23 pm, Blogger Anthony said…

    Ah yes the orange witches hats.

     
  • At 8/08/2005 7:10 pm, Blogger Helen (AugustusGloop) said…

    Hi Sam - Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it. And I even got to sneak in my own plug too =)

    Hi Anthony - Never a good sign when you see those at the end of your bed.

     
  • At 8/08/2005 7:26 pm, Blogger boo_licious said…

    ROTFL! I agree with the Anne theory, guess sparring wands is the same as hitting Gilbert with a slate!

     
  • At 8/08/2005 8:32 pm, Blogger Helen (AugustusGloop) said…

    Hi boo licious - lol. And Harry would've looked great in plaits too...

     
  • At 8/16/2005 10:14 pm, Blogger Jeanne said…

    Hahaha! Harry Potter and the Chamber of more-secrets-than-you-can-shake-a-wand-at!!!!! Absolutely brilliant.

     
  • At 8/17/2005 12:06 am, Blogger Helen (AugustusGloop) said…

    Hi Jeanne - Just watch where Harry shakes that wand!

    Sorry. I couldn't resist! =)

     
  • At 8/18/2005 2:38 am, Blogger Jeanne said…

    Hell, why bother resisting - resistance is futile when you have so many double entendres to choose from!! Check out the round-up, for instance...!
    http://cooksister.typepad.com/cook_sister/2005/08/eomeote9.html

     
  • At 8/18/2005 10:23 pm, Blogger Helen (AugustusGloop) said…

    Hi Jeanne - Thanks for the round-up. You've worked your magic as always!

     

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