The Leaky Cauldron

[Elvira Crouch]

* Floos into the Leaky Cauldron looking a little worse for wear with only a little purple rucksack on her back that contained all of her worldly belongings. Her head was pounding and her throat was dry due to breathing in the ash from the fireplace. *

* Coughs heavily and steps out of the fireplace, dusting her clothes down as she looked around her surroundings. The dark and dingy pub ran a bell in the back of her head but she was still seriously confused and in dire need of a drink. *

* Smiles slightly and approaches the bar, hopping onto a stool and dropping her rucksack to her feet. *

"Umm..a glass of water, please."

* Looks around scanning everyones face, trying to remember if she recognized anyone. *

[Ken Bonobo]

*He enters after another day of work. Not one to usually go out drinking, he felt as though he deserved a little something on his way home after so long striving with little result.*

*He goes to the bar and looks a little sheepish as he orders.*

I'll have a screwdriver please.

[Millicent Bulstrode]

*Wanders into the bar*

*Stops as if she has seen a ghost when she spots Elvira at the bar*

*Goes up to her, fairly angry that she has decieved her friend Barty in her apparant death*

What the hell are you doing here?

[Elvira Crouch]

* Sips on her water with a cheery expression on her face. *

* Almost falls off of her stool, startled when she's approached by an angry witch. *

* Stutters slightly, confused as she tries to remember who on earth was standing infront of her. *

"I-I'm sorry?!... Do I know you?"

[Millicent Bulstrode]

*Is mad*

What do you mean, do I know you? Of course you know me. I'm Millicent Bulstrode. You know me from the Malfoy's Manor.

[Elvira Crouch]

* Shakes her head, her face grim. *

"I'm sorry...I just can't remember. I-I had an accident. I don't even know who I am, never mind trying to remember someone else."

* Looks apologetic and slightly stressed. *

"You don't know who I am, do you?"

[Ken Bonobo]

*His ears prick up as he hears raised voices.*

*He keeps to himself but with a sly eye watches what is going on in case trouble breaks out, casually sipping his drink.*

*He recognises one of the women from Malfoy's ball, but the other is a stranger.*

[Millicent Bulstrode]

*Is taken aback slightly then slowly smirks*

What do you mean you don't know who you are? Your name is Elvira.

*Notices Ken listening in and whispers*

Come with me and I'll tell you what you want to know.

[Elvira Crouch]

* Ponders for a moment. *

"...Elvira?... It sounds..familiar.."

* Spots a man nearby glancing at them and nods at Millie, agreeing to go with her. What did she have to lose? She might learn something about who she was. *

"Sure."

* Grabs her rucksack and waits for Millie. *

[Ken Bonobo]

*They suspiciously quieten down, but at least now they are being civil.*

*He shrugs as it seems to be a false alarm.*

[Millicent Bulstrode]

*Beckons her outside the shop*

Hold on.

*Once outside she grabs her and disapparates to her room at Malfoy Manor where she knew she would not be disturbed or overheard*

[Elvira Crouch]

* Follows Millie outside the pub and disapparates alongside her.*

[Valley Tayllore]

*takes the time to actually walk into Diagon Alley, instead of apparating, just to pass the time*

*strolls along into the Leaky Cauldron and sits down at the bar*

*orders a drink and kicks back with a letter from her brother*

Dear Valley,
I know it's been months since I've talked to you, wrote to you, or seen you at all. I guess that's safer, but still. I just wanted to tell you that I've broken up with Holly, have a completely deadbeat job at Olivander's Wand Shop, and absolutely nothing interesting is happening. I'm sure you're always off on business doing dangerous and cool junk, but I know you can't exactly fill me in on the details.
So yeah, I'd love to meet up with you sometime. I've always been so critical over you're... choice of career, but right now, well, I don't know. It seems like you're group are doing a lot better than mine, scurrying around with no real idea of what's happening and unsure of their futures. It just seems a little foolish for me to go against something that seems a lot more worthwhile. Anyway, I hope you're doing fantastic and really, tell me of a time and place we could meet up, I miss you, and I'm quite frankly lonely. By the way, I've moved into my own apartment, so don't go looking for me where I used to live with Christopher.
Sincerely,
Aaron

*closes the letter and burns it on the counter, despite the attention this might bring*

*vanishes the ashes and takes a swig of her drink, feeling rather empty*

[Valley Tayllore]

*finishes her drink, and considers ordering another but doesn't want to have to travel home all tipsy*

*sits at the bar, rather lonely, and wonders if Alecto will come back into town any time soon*

*orders another drink*

[Bill Weasley]

:: Enters the pub for a quick pint before he started his patrol that evening, it was a warm night out but he still wore his cloak which he had reinforced with a few protective spells, just incase. ::

:: Casts a wary look around the pub, eyeing up anyone that looked dodgy, but as usual in the Leaky..everyone looked shifty. ::

:: Approaches the bar and leans on the dirty wooden surface. ::

"Mulled mead."