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Post by Harry Potter on Aug 27, 2007 19:32:31 GMT
*Walks in, orders a firewhiskey and takes it to a table in a darkened corner*
*Sips it gently as he surveys the pub*
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Post by Harry Potter on Aug 27, 2007 19:45:15 GMT
*Downs the rest of the whiskey and stands up, not liking all the funny looks he's attracting*
*Pulls the hood of his cloak up and walks out*
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Aug 27, 2007 20:19:22 GMT
*bursts into the dark pub and looks around, on the search for Bletchley*
*growls to himself and strides up to the straggly familiar looking man at the bar*
Do you know who Bletchley is? Have you seen him here?
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Post by Miles Bletchley on Aug 27, 2007 20:30:35 GMT
*takes the steps down from his room and stops suddenly, hearing a familiar voice*
No way!
*gets down and peeks through the banister slats, rolling his eyes at seeing Draco there*
Damn!
*quickly disapparates*
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Aug 27, 2007 20:30:58 GMT
*sighs when he gets just a shake of the head from the barman and turns round to lean back on the bar*
Fine. Well, might as well have a drink while I'm here. Give me your strongest mead, preferrably Hungarian or Russian.
*wrinkles nose at the state of the dusty, dank interior*
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Aug 27, 2007 20:50:34 GMT
*drinks up quickly, pays the man and then disapparates out of the disgusting place*
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Post by Jolie Fier on Aug 28, 2007 2:03:05 GMT
Jolie shifted in her seat and ordered a Firewhisky.
Oh, Isabel and Nicole wouldn't have landed themselves in this position... she thought. But, then again... it's just a slight damper in my mission... the Dark Lord won't be too angry... I hope... At this thought she took a nervous gulp of her drink.
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Post by Jolie Fier on Aug 28, 2007 2:06:32 GMT
Something just registered in her mind. The man that left a few moments ago... was that Potter? He looked nothing like she had pictured him, but, now that she thought about it, she might have seen a scar on his forehead.... She shook her head. It couldn't have been. He wouldn't risk everything by coming into a pub full of possible enemies... surely not....
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Post by Jolie Fier on Aug 28, 2007 22:59:12 GMT
Jolie finished off her drink and paid the barman.
She plodded out of the pub, exhausted. She meandered the streets, not sure what she was looking for.
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 1, 2007 21:41:23 GMT
*Apparates in and orders a firewhiskey*
*Sits at the bar, waiting*
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Sept 1, 2007 21:43:00 GMT
*walks into the pub*
*looks around, and finds Harry*
*walks over to the bar, a bit annoyed*
You know her? Whoever that was.
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Post by Rose Zellar on Sept 1, 2007 21:43:13 GMT
*apparates into the pub*
Hey Harry
*goes to sit near him*
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Post by Harry Potter on Sept 1, 2007 21:45:07 GMT
*Sighs*
Ex-slytherin. Enough said.
*Shakes his head*
Sorry, I didn't really catch you're names...
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Post by Anna Bellacoure on Sept 1, 2007 21:48:03 GMT
Ah, well, that explains enough.
*sits down next to him*
Anna Bellacoure.
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Post by Rose Zellar on Sept 1, 2007 21:49:29 GMT
*smiles*
I'm Rose... and about that girl, she's a nasty one she is... I think her parents are Death Eaters
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