Romilda swanned into Capella's, a pair of Muggle sunglasses on, feeling much too hung over to cope. She'd drank too much last night, alone at that, in her room, and her head was killing her. Would it be too much to ask for the Boy Who Lived to be the Boy Who Had Hangover Potion in his House?
She waved at Demelza and got a triple shot espresso with oodles of sugar, a bottle of water, and a muffin in a bag to go. She'd eat it later, just now she needed caffeine and water more than food.
Taking a seat next to Demelza, she guzzled her water before pushing her sunglasses up on her head.