The Three Broomsticks

"And out of the Ravenclaws that do exist, not many turn up. For anything really," sighed Abby. "But, yes - our team is AWESOME!" Abigail drained her mug and smacked her lips in a satisfied way, grinning at Padma. "So ... can we go to Honeyduke's next? I need some chocolate."

"Sure!" Padma exclaimed, also draining her Butterbeer. She paid for the meal, then said, "Onward we go! Onward!" acting a little bit like Sir Cadogen. Oh well.

Abigail smiled, threw some coins onto the counter, and cantered like a horse behind Padma - sort of like those silly knights in Monty Python and the Holy Grail.

Penny walked into the Three Broomsticks and ordered a butterbeer. She sat down at a nearby table to wait for Paul to show.

Marcus walked out of the bathroom and saw Penny. He was mad at her for what she did to him. He walked by her. "Oh Hey slut." He said to piss her off as he walked past her and walked out the door.

Penny rolled her eyes at Marcus' lame-ass comment and took a sip of her butterbeer, ignoring him as he walked past

Paul walked into the Three Broomsticks, totally crashing into and knocking over some little dude as he did so. He shrugged and stepped over the pile of Marcus on the floor and looked around for Penny.

You can't just knock that over.

Penny looked up when she heard a noise and noticed Paul had knocked over Marcus. She laughed a little to herself and called out to him "Paul! Hey! Over here!" she stood up and smiled at him

Yes. I can.

Except not.

Do you not see those abs?
Yes, I can.

Paul waved back at Penny and headed over, taking a seat across from her. "Hey, how are you?"

She smiled "I'm doing a lot better now. You?" she flagged down a waiter and ordered a butterbeer for Paul

"Good to hear. I've been alright. Perfecting my monster hunting skills. I've even managed to meld technology and magic to create life, despite the fact that Max brought me a hamburger brain. Anyway, I created a Frankengirl. Pretty impressive, if I do say so myself." He nodded and smiled almost smugly, taking the cold mug from the waiter when he returned. "Thanks."

Penny raised her eyebrows, impressed. "A Frankengirl? Wow! That's really amazing Paul! I'd love to see it sometime" she smiled at him.

Marcus walked in, dragging Millicent in behind him. He sat down a few chairs away from Penny and Paul, not even noticing them and ordered two firebeers. He grinned at Millicent and leaned over and pressed his lips gently to hers.

"Sure, you should totally meet her. She likes scarves, so... just don't wear one that you don't want to give away." Paul laughed and took a sip of his butterbeer. "What have you been up to? Feeling better?" Paul glared at the newly arrived couple, wondering why the dude was so bruised and swollen. Oh, it must be the one he trampled when he came in the door. Tough luck, dude.

Illie is dragged in. She kissed Marcus back but stops, noticing who else is in the room. She whispers so only he can hear, "Uh, you want to go somewhere else? The bitch is here."

He turned around and saw Penny he turned back around and shook his head. "Nah, just ignore her." He said and grinned at her.

She felt a little awkward, but went with it. "Okay. Whatever." She took a drink of her firebeer. She grinned back at him.

He took a large swig of his firebeer and set it back down. "It's nice to get out of Hogwarts sometimes, you know? It get's so boring."

Penny laughed "So no scarves. got it" she smiled and then glared when she noticed Marcus and Illie come in. She takes a deep breath and reconcentrates on Paul, trying not to let stupid Marcus and his stupid ugly girlfriend annoy her. "I've been feeling a lot better actually. Finally stood up to that son of a bitch." she smirked a little and took another sip of butterbeer

"I agree. I actually have never been to Hogsmeade before." She blushed because she was a 7th year and had never been down to the village.

His eyes went wide. "Really? Never? Dang." He said and smiled at her. "Well there's a first time for everything. Right?" He said and took another swig of his drink.

Paul glanced over at the couple again, supposing that must be the jerk's new bitch girlfriend. "Good for you, standing up for yourself. So everything's okay then, with him?" He jerked his thumb toward the two of them at their table being all disgusting in public.