I sat for long minutes in the same place, with my head leaning against the wall, for some reason being in that position made me feel better after drinking several liters of that drink.
My head was still hurting but it did not have the same intensity as before, now it was milder, the effect was finally wearing off.
When I raised my head to see what the others were doing I could see that three other people were now drinking from that glass, seeing it from the outside really looked like a lot of fun, I'm not saying it wasn't, just that after doing it one ends up dying with the headache that doing it causes.
-Oh my God," I heard someone shout, but I didn't bother to check who had shouted, "Elizabeth," until I heard my name and I just looked at the place I thought that voice was coming from.
When I turned my head and started to check every corner of the place I could see him there, it was that boy I had met on the flight that brought me here, Harry.