The Leaky Cauldron

[Noelle Cheever]

*looks shocked, and really worried*

What are you talking about?

*wants to turn his face to look at her, but refuses the urge*

Look at me, what happened?

*looks a bit like a lost and confused puppy*

Talk to me, Sebastian.

*notices the paleness of his skin, and how it seemed to turn when she mentioned veela. Heart clutches in her chest, and throat dries, knowing that the only veela he encountered that could have done this was Julian.*

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*sighs loudly, finally turning to face her, opening his eyes just barely before quickly closing them as if injured*

You're-a-veela-and-I-can't--

*opens a single eye, looking fairly miserable*

I can't be trusted around them. Not for two seconds. I'm weak and I don't know what would happen. I hated feeling so suspectible...

*spots his sentence, looking relieved*

Nice hair, by the way. Quite.

[Noelle Cheever]

*laces eyebrows*

What are you talking about? I've known you for almost a year and a half now-

*pulls back a bit and looks confusingly at him*

What do you mean, you can't be trusted. Did Julian start this?

*courageously places one hand on his*

I trust you. Now tell me, what did he do?

*clenches jaw. If her cousin caused her to lose a friend, she'll kill him. She's lost so much already, she can't lose her friends.*

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*gapes at her*

H-how do you know Julian? Did he mess with you, too?

*feels comforted by Noelle's hand, though he would never admit it*

This does not leave this bar. Actually, this doesn't leave these two stools.

*flicks his hair out of his eyes, not wanting to start talking*

All right, all right... so I first saw Jul-- urm, him at Sky Candles. He was going at the daft twin on the table. I couldn't get that image out of my head. Because I broke up his little fling he and I have hated one another since day one. I'm not going to feel so controlled by someone, just because their skin glows and their blindingly shiny hair never tangles... made me wonder if I could mess it up...

*hastily clears his throat*

That's it. He's incredibly homely, isn't he? Thought so.

[Noelle Cheever]

He's my cousin, you told me about him when you first met him. He had somthing to do with your sister, I thought.

*nods*

Of course.

*listens to his story, shaking her head. Sighs and squeezes his hand*

That sounds like Julian alright.

*looks up at him*

Wait, what did you do?

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*winces rather unattractively*

Your cousin? No! You have the same genes, same pheromones! This is much worse.

*holds his thumb and forefinger out, indicating a remarkably tiny, insignificant amount with them*

I... urm... may have snogged him just a tad. He wasn't into it. Usually advances aren't met with Unforgivables. It meant nothing, I swear.

*laughs suddenly, jumping into a more comfortable subject*

At least you were into it.

[Noelle Cheever]

*Furrows brow*

You did what?

*thinks for a moment, then realizes why he asked her if veelas could charm the same gender*

ok... that makes sense.

*laughs and blushes a bit as he brings up the past*

Yes, well, You can't blame me.

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*disbelief flashes across his features*

It makes sense? If you saw this coming you should have alerted me to it.

*sighs through his nose*

Sorry, sorry. I can't believe you're related to such swill. How are you so... nice?

*flashes a quick smile*

Not at all, not at all, Noelle. Nobody remotely sane can blame you. I'm pretty much at my prime.

[Noelle Cheever]

*laughs lightly*

I'm sorry.

*shrugs*

I dunno.

*takes a sip of her wine, laughing lightly again*

So besides that prick, what have you been up to?

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*refrains from making an inappropriate and bad joke*

Ahhh, not much. Same boyfriend, same place, you know how it is. Don't get started on me or I'll never let up.

*reaches out and tosses Noelle's hair over her shoulder*

Sorry, had to! Anyway, how's your life and love life?

*points his chin at her, smiling expectingly*

[Noelle Cheever]

*laughs*

Life? Boring, actually, love life? Ugh....

*rolls eyes*

Sucks... I mean, there's this one guy, but I'm not interested in him as anything more than a friend...

*sighs*

Oh well.

[tokiwartooth]

**Walks into the pub singing, clearly extremely drunk**

Underwater friends, you ams my underwater, underwater friends! Yeah, you ams my best friends so let's all cheer!

**Staggers up to the bar, grinning like a village idiot and says loudly**

Ouff... I ams lookings for booze, and lots of it, helvete ja! They ams kickings me out of the bars in Hogsmeade because I ams too drunks for thems!

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*smiles knowingly*

Well, that's something. I should have asked if you had a sex life, I apologize.

*drinks from Noelle's red wine, hoping veela spit does nothing*

Is he head-over-heels then? Let him down easy, whatever you do. He could come in handy when you go through a dry spell. Do I know him?

*glances sharply over at the strange man*

Oh bother, we've got another one of them.

[Noelle Cheever]

*laughs*

you know him....

It's Roger...

*looks over at the drunk, and covers her mouth before standing up*

Toki?!

*laughs*

[tokiwartooth]

**Upon hearing his name, he looks into the Firewhiskey the barman reluctantly gave him and whispers**

Ouff! Ams you a magical talking Firewhiskey? If ja, maybe thens I shoulds not drinks you?

**Looks up and sees Noelle and a pretty girl with short dark hair**

Noelles! How ams you?

**Slips off his barstool and gets to his feet with difficulty**

It turns out the English cans ams get a Norwegian drunk!