The Hog's Head Inn$3$[1]

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Rubs his head with his index finger*

Sure I do! It's ehh... Sebastiannn.

*Gives a wobbly smile*

I should be headin' to my room for th' night. Just sayin' thanks for wha' you did.

*Winks at Lu*

Now I can say 'ello to ya in person, babe. Come wi' me, will ya? I bet my best mate won't mind.

[Lucretia Black]

*winks back at Rafe, and touches his arm tenderly for a moment*

"You are best mates now? That's cool!"

*smiles at Sebastian, knowing she can't leave him alone if what he saw was true, before she answers Rafe*

"Not tonight, another time, but I am glad that you have a bed to sleep in! I was worried about you."

[Sebastian Bordeaux]

*heaves a sign of relief, lightly touching Lu's arm*

*sarcastically*

Oh yes, there's never been a pair of better mates.

[Rafe Hitchens]

*Sways on the spot, slightly disappointed*

'Ey, another time, another time. I better go before I forget my 'ead or summat worse. Speakin' o' which, MARDY! 'Night babe. 'Night best mate.

*Totters away, gathering up his sack and his guitar as he leaves*

[Lucretia Black]

*looks a bit melancholic after him*

"Good night, matou."

*grabs her cloak and takes Sebastian's hand, apparating them back to Knockturn Alley*

[Aurélie Benoit]

*downs a few more drinks as she watches them all leave*

*wraps her cloak tightly around her and tries to keep steady footing as she aparates back to her flat, her mind pleasantly engaged*

[Miles Bletchley]

*enters the smoky old pub with a huge bunch of roses and a gift box and looks for Morgana, a little tispy from a lone drinking session in his room before coming out*

*sees her serving someone and waits patiently until she's free*

[Morgana Knightley]

*sees Miles among the old men standing around the bar, puts down her towel and goes over to where he's standing with an eyebrow raised and casting her eye over the gifts, looking unimpressed*

Well if it isn't Miles Bletchley. Not too busy to see me tonight then? Funny that!

[Miles Bletchley]

*looks a little uncomfortable*

Yeah.. I er..

*looks down at the roses and holds them out to her with the gift*

These are for you...

[Morgana Knightley]

*sighs and puts a drink in front of him before he asks for one*

I don't want your gifts.

Is that all you came for, to give me some flowers?

[Miles Bletchley]

*grabs the drink and downs it quickly, feeling a bit lame*

*clears throat*

No. I wondered if you'd let me take you to dinner tonight?

[Morgana Knightley]

*sneers a little*

Why, is Silvery not available?

*sighs as he downs the drink - obviously he hasn't changed much since she last saw him*

*flicks her hair back*

Anyway no I can't. I'm too busy.

*plasters on a fake smile and serves an old man with a boil on his nose*

[Miles Bletchley]

*tries to get her attention again, ducking to get into her view whenever she tries to turn away*

Listen, I'm sorry. I want to try again. Morg? At least... spend some time with me.

*tries to catch her eye*

[Morgana Knightley]

*looses her patience and looks at him, waving a pointed finger at him as she speaks, her voice loud and quick*

No, you listen to me! I'm sick of you coming in and out my life Miles! You don't give me anything I can rely on! You're a good-for-nothing, lovesick drunken fool! You don't deserve anyone! Silvery made the right decision by sticking with Draco. Now get out of my sight before I bar you!

*rips the roses and gift box out of his hands and throws them back at him*

[Miles Bletchley]

*stands still for a moment in shock at her harsh words as red petals fall around his feet*

*doesn't know what to say, and doesn't want to be barred from the pub, so turns and heads towards the door*