The Leaky Cauldron

[Opal Ivy Wulfrunia]

*drinks pint quickly in the corner trying her best to look old enough*

[Britta Verlose]

*Bounces down the stairs, a new spring in her step, her eyes glowing*
Tom, I am on my way out! Your money is on the counter, keep the change. Thank you for all of your kind hospitality!
*turns and beckons her trunk, which comes bouncing down the stairs*
*Smiles to everyone in the bar, and disapparates*

[Natasia Peyser]

*enters the pub, and sits at a table in the corner*

[Lazio]

*steps out from the fireplace, green smoke swirling around him and strides up to the counter*

*tosses a few coins down and heads for a vacant room*

[Millicent Bulstrode]

*Stepping out of the fireplace she dusts herself down and walks out of the pub via the secret enterence and onto the street*

[Millicent Bulstrode]

*Wandering back into the pub, she walks up to the bar and purchases a Butterbeer, quickly drinking it*

*Stepping back into the fireplace with some Floo Powder, she floos back to the Mansion*

[Artemis Smithson]

*Walking into the Cauldron, she looks around, and then walks up and asks for a room*

*Recieving the keys, she then asks for a whiskey, having finished her previous one off on the way here*

[Artemis Smithson]

*sitting down at one of the tables she reflects what happened during the day, and thinking about what else she would write in her journal, she moans realizing she left it at the Manor*

darn it.

*slamming the whiskey on the table, she turns and says*

I'll be back, I'm saving these

*And she walks out of the Cauldron and heads back over to the mansion*

[Artemis Smithson]

*Appearing at the front door of the Cauldron, she opens the door, and walks up the stairs*

*Reaching her room, she shuts the door, harder then intended, and tosses her journal on the side table, and then jumps into bed, closing her eyes, and starts to fall asleep*

[Aphasia Fae]

*slips through the door and lowers her hood, finds a spot near the window and plunks down into a chair*

I'll take a neat scotch, please.

[Holly Daniels]

*walks in after aphy*
ill have a butterbeer please
*sits down next to aphy*

[Aphasia Fae]

*forces a small tight smile as the staff places their drinks on the table*

Well, this is much better than just strolling along, don't you think?

*takes ahold of her scotch, tipping it to her lips and takes a deep drink, watching the people pass from the front of the windows*

[Aphasia Fae]

*finishes off her drink and disapparates*

[Ophelia Fuilteach]

*Walks in under her father's cloak with Serpy*

Here we are, daddy.

*Takes a seat in the corner, near the open fire*

[serpy]

*sits near the fire, shivers slightly*

it's cold out there..