The Leaky Cauldron

[Roslyn Levere]

"Roslyn." *Grasps her hand, and shakes lightly, then let's go.* "What brings you to the Leaky Cauldron?"

[Daphne Greengrass]

*smiles and drops her hand aftyer the handshake*

Oh I just came back from France, and I decided to swing by, You?

[Roslyn Levere]

"Boredom I suppose." *Roslyn nodded.* "France you say? Such a stunning place isn't it?"

[Daphne Greengrass]

*smiles yet again*

yes france is beautiful, but i wanted to come back home

[Roslyn Levere]

*Nods once again, sipping her drink.*

[Daphne Greengrass]

*goes back to silence sipping her drink and finishing it*

*orders another*

[Roslyn Levere]

*Finishes her drink as well, then stands.* "It was ncie meeting you Daphne, but I must get going." *Pulls a few gallons out of her purse, places them on the table, then leaves.*

[Penelope Clearwater]

*Slips into a seat at the bar and takes a look at whos around*

[Alastor Moody]

**Apparates just outside, in front of the entrance door. Opens it wide and entered. The magical vivid blue eye of his kept rolling in all directions, but the pub was clearly secured, no D.E on sight. Walks almost crumbling trough the place and sat at the counter. Takes a bottle from his cloak and hands it over to the landlord, Tom, asking him to re-fill it with some of Ogden's Old Firewiskey. Tom was one of the few persons Alastor always trusted and the only one, besides Alastor that could touch his bottle. Constant awareness and constant vigilance is his mod. Takes the bottle from Tom saying thanks and takes a big sip from it, glancing around simultaneously**

[Noelle Cheever]

*walks in and orders a red wine, crossing her legs with a smile, wondering if any familiar face would walk in*

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*strolls by the bar, recognizing a certain blonde in an instant*

Noelle!

*enters unthinkingly, waving jauntily at Noelle*

*freezes in his tracks, rethinking, stricken with fear*

Veela. Problem here.

*closes his mouth and slides toward the opposite end, hoping she didn't see or hear him*

[Noelle Cheever]

*thinks she hears her name and turns around, barely catching sight of Sebastian, furrows her brow as she stands up, trying to see if it was him*

Sebastian?

*goes to where she thinks he was, and sure enough, there he is. Pulls into a stool beside him and smiled, tilting her head so it's in front of his*

Heya, Stranger. What have you been up to?

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*gasps as she finds him*

Uhhhhh...

*laces his fingers and places them at the bar's edge, keeping his gaze toward the bar and not Noelle*

J-just being. You know, breathing, eating, sleeping. I just came back from France, too.

*places one hand on either side of his face, using them as blinders*

[Noelle Cheever]

*furrows her brow. Somthing's wrong*

Sebastian? What's wrong? And don't you dare lie to me, or I'll go all Veela on you

*smirks, laughing lightly, not realizing it's because she's veela that's scaring him*

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*visibly pales, slowly lowering his blinders*

Well, it's not you. Okay, well it is you, but you can't help it can you?

*lowers his lashes*

It's nothing that can be helped, can you accept that? For awhile, maybe indefinitely, I'm going to behave oddly.

*smiles weakly*