The Leaky Cauldron

[Elvira Crouch]

*Snickers softly as sips her drink*

*Adjusts her tartan skirt slightly so that it shows less leg.*

*Shakes her head as she looks at the drunken blonde.*

"Nope, not waiting to be picked up."

*Nods towards the stage.*

"Are you playing tonight?"

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Looks back at the barman and sees him nod violently*

Apparently so! I can do tha' if you want. I'm supposed to, so by all means... goin' now. Keep a-watchin' me, babe.

*Strums his guitar and makes a short introduction*

Dedicated... to tha' girl right there. Feast your eyes.

*Clears his throat and begins his tune in a drunken drawl*

Yeah I'm sorry I was late
But I missed the train
And then the traffic was a state
And I can't be @rsed to carry on in this debate
That reoccurs, oh when you say I don't care
But of course I do, yeah clearly I do!

So laugh and joke around
Remember cuddles in the kitchen
Yeah, to get things off the ground
And it was, up up and away
Still is right hard to remember
That on a day like today when you're all argumentative
And you've got the face on... eh...

_{Lyrics taken from the Arctic Monkeys.}

[Elvira Crouch]

*Blushes furiously as he dedicates the song to her.*

*Orders two whiskys from Tom and sets one to the side for the blonde. She figured that he would more than likely be thirsty after his song.*

*Drums her fingers and taps her toes along to the tune.*

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Attempts a tiny bow, it nearly throws him off balance so he gives up on that idea*

*Sides up the Elvira, still carrying his guitar like a tiny child, picking up the whisky with ease of practice*

This for me, Love? I don' know your name.

[Elvira Crouch]

*Restrains herself from laughing as he almost topples over.*

*Nods, her dark wavy hair falling around her shoulders.*

"Indeed it is, I thought you deserved a drink after that winning performance."

*Smiles beautifully at him*

"I'm Elvira. And you are?"

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Makes a face he thinks is sultry*

Rafe, miss. Pleasure to meet ya. I haven't refused a drink today, as you can plainly see.

*Randomly* Tha' song was too upbeat for a Thursday. Get me on a Monday... bugger of a day, eh?

*Drinks the whisky down*

Do ya live 'round here?

[Elvira Crouch]

"It's a pleasure to meet you too Rafe."

*Finishes her drink and starts on her second.*

*Chews the inside of her lip in thought.*

"Upbeat music is for anytime. Would kinda s.uck if it was only played on a specific day."

*Runs a hand through her hair and smiles.*

"No I live in Hogsmeade. Yourself?"

[Rafe Hitchens]

I hafta disagree. I can't force myself to be smilin' and rosy when frankly I dun't feel it.

*Fixes his eyes on her figure when he thinks she isn't looking*

I'm more of a traveler myself. Th' road and all tha'.

[Elvira Crouch]

"It's easy to be all smiley and rosy. Just think of something that you enjoy doing or something happy. Usually it makes you happy."

*Shrugs, realizing that she's talking rubbish. To a stranger.*

*Notices him staring slightly, and blushes, her cheeks turning rosy. She wraps her cloak more tightly around herself and sips her whisky, hoping for some warmth. Or sane company.*

"Traveller? What does that intail?" she enquires

[Barty Crouch Jr]

*A Post Office owl flies in with a letter and package*

My Dearest Elvira,

Just a little something I saw which reminded me of your beauty.



All my love,

Barty xxx

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[Rafe Hitchens]

*Raises his expressive eyes at her speech about happiness*

S'not so easy for some when you've bin kicked like a helpless niffler.

*Continues to eye her, so very drunk he doesn't even know she noticed*

I don't 'ave a permanent residence... in a sense. Tonight I sleep 'ere, by tomorr'w I could be up north.

*Jumps when a package flutters down*

Lookit! Nice.

[Elvira Crouch]

*Is stunned by the package and after checking the card she grins and hastily rips it open.*

*Squeels in delight at the necklace. Her man did have good taste.*

*Turns it over in her hands before fastening it around her neck, the end droplets sitting elegantly on her clevage.*

*Hastily writes a reply.*

Gorgeous and unbelievable Barty,

You spoil me too much, you know that?

I love the necklace, and you are deffinetly getting rewarded for it.

Yours forever,

Vira xxx

*Sends the letter off with the same owl*

*Turns to Rafe and nods, she had been paying attention. Kinda.*

"Well least it's a change in scenery every once in a while."

*Stares down at the necklace and grins*

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Now uses the necklace as an excuse to stare at her cleavage*

Tha' from your lad? Shoulda known.

[Antonin Dolohov]

*Antonin makes his way to one of his all time Favourite drinking spots, his face shadowed by the black clock wrapped around him *

*He quickly makes his way into the bar tinting his clock to hide his face, his cane clicks across the wooden floor. He makes his way to the bar acting as if he hadn’t noticed the people around him*

*he gives the bartender a dark look; a smirk came across his face as he saw the man’s fear. Thinks seems he still remembers my last visit, he watches as the man quickly gives him a drink.

*A look of satisfaction came across his face, he leaned in and whispered to the man*” if you behave, I might just give you a little something “

*He smiled wickedly, then taped to his pocket reminding him of the consequences *

-Antonin had no initiation to drawing attention to himself, but the temptation of fun seemed to overpower his better judgment-

[Elvira Crouch]

*Coughs gently and in the process, pulls her top up so the necklace hangs over the top instead of her chest.*

*Sips her drink and grins.*

"Yes it is from my lad...although he's more of a man than a lad."