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

[Pansy Parkinson]

*Watches as Zero makes a face at her cigarette. Bites the inside of her cheek. Sighs and puts out the cigarette, storing it back in the pack, feeling a little aggravated*

It's a terrible habit, I know. I've tried quitting several times, but I can't seem to kick it.

*Traces fingertip around the rim of her glass*

[Zero Quinn]

*Waves some of her cigarette's smoke away from him as she snuffs it out.*

Do what you will, it's your body. I just don't find that behaviour very attractive on a witch, or anyone else for that matter.

*Knocks back the rest of his drink. His thoughts touching on his meeting with The Baron, and Sebastian kidnapping the Auror. How did things come to this, he asks himself.*

[Rhysenn Wood]

**Feeling lonely after hiding in her cottage for several days without contacting a soul, Rhysenn strives to have a drink and talk to strangers.**

**Cautiously scans the pub as she enters, her eyes gleaming with ever present curiosity. Just seeing all these happy punters made her feel envious. They looked seemingly content with no bouts of hysteria or terrifying, true nightmares.**

**Sits beside a young witch and wizard, feeling that she knows the wizard. She looks over his form and eventually spots his green eyes.**

**Whispers so only Zero may hear.**

Ah, Zero. Lovely to see you. I had another dream; I slept for 18 hours straight in order to See as much as possible.

**Expression turns sly, like a cat who has a juicy mouse between its teeth.**

[Zero Quinn]

*Zero nearly jumps out of his skin as he hears the Seer whisper to him. He turns sharply on his stool to face her, his eyes wide.*

W-what did you s-see?

*He asks nervously, hoping that it wasn't another vision of him and Sebastian.*

[Rhysenn Wood]

**Laughs, looking amused at his discomfort.**

I don't think you want me to say it here. Trust me on that.

**Smiles kindly, then suddenly looks pale.**

Not, not again. My chest feels tense.

**Frowns, a crease forming between her brow.**

Where would you like to go? I haven't much time.

[Zero Quinn]

*Brows knit together with worry. If she won't repeat it here, then it's probably something to do with Sebastian.*

*Jumps off of the stool when the look on her face registers in his mind. She's about to have a prediction, and here is not the place for that to happen, too many ears to overhear what she's about to come out with.*

My place.. No too far.. Ummm...

*His eyes dart around the pub as he tries to come up with a place for them to go where they won't be overheard. The stress starting to get to him.*

Sod it, my place. We'll apparate from here. Hold on to that thought or whatever for as long as you can.

*Grabs her in his arms for a Side-Along Apparation, turning on his heel as he locks his arms around her, disappearing into a nebula of black smoke.*

[Pansy Parkinson]

*Narrows eyes at Zero, pursing lips. Taps fingers on the bar, irritated by his comments and the newest addition of company. Turns back toward Zero, leaving the two to each other's company. But, feeling particularly obnoxious, pulls her cigarette back out and re-lights it, smirking.*

*Furrows brow at a popping sound behind her, seeing the two apparated. Scoffs*

Yeah, thanks for the drink.

[Hermione Granger]

*Hermione knew very well that she shouldn't be here... This was the last place she was likely to be seen, hence why it likely appealed to her. Goodness things had been interesting as of late... Her two best friends remaking their bond, however shaky it might be at the moment, and all that was going on with the dark side growing stronger by the day. She had to go somewhere quiet where she could think. She drew her hood up over her bushy brown hair and covering her face as she made her way in, not looking at any of the people inside, even waving off Aberforth in silence, dipping her head a little to him to thank him for not simply ignoring her, not wishing him to feel snubbed like he often likely did. Well she would make a bee line for the back, seating herself in silence as she began to think through all that was going on. Big mistake coming in here? Very possibly...

[Pansy Parkinson]

*Turns head slightly, looking at the newcomer curiously from the corner of her eye. Frowns, seeing their hood is drawn and head is down. It was rare for someone to feel the need to hide their face in the Hog's Head.*

Must be a goody two-shoes.

[Hermione Granger]

*Hermione sighed slightly. She knew she was being ridiculous... Being in a place like this with her hood up would only make her seem that much more suspicious... She sighed slightly and thought for a moment as she sat back far in the back, and finally would let her hood down. She didn't need to hide herself... There was no reason she shouldn't be here... She simply came here because she didn't wish to run into anyone she knew. If she didn't know the people around here, they were less likely to come around and bother her. She sighed slightly as she glanced around the inn not recognizing anyone right off.*

[Neville Longbottom]

*Pulls his cloak around him tightly as he rushes through the door of the pub, wanting to be out of the cold as soon as he could. Neville glances around the small place, not really recognizing anyone enough to worry about. He makes his way to a booth in one of corners, sitting so he could see who came in as he waits for his friends.*

[Luna Lovegood]

*Skips up to the Hog's Head Inn and stares momentarily at the door, wondering if anybody's there yet, or if perhaps it was just a joke to get her out in the snow with naught but her thick, woolen socks. Her shoes have mysteriously vanished (again), and while she doesn't mind so much in the springtime, it really helps to have shoes in the winter.*

*Opens the door and walks in, immediately spotting Neville, whom she walks over to and sits across from.*

Nice weather today, isn't it?

[Neville Longbottom]

*Looks up as the door opens once more, smiling brightly as he sees Luna making her way over to the table. His eyes widen when he spots her lack of shoes, knowing that if her toes freeze off it'll be all his fault.*

*Scoffs at her question, rolling his eyes*

Something like it, right? And I thought I was the only one who thought that!

*Terribly glad she came, hoping their other red-headed friend stopped by as well. He licks his lips and crosses his arms over his chest*

Haven't seen you in a while though- how've you been?

[Luna Lovegood]

No, you're not the only one...

*Looks at a piece of mildly interesting dust floating past Neville's head and contemplates its size compared to the world, and how small it must feel.*

I've been well, thank you. Except for this morning when I woke up and I could smell raspberries and noticed my shoes were missing.

*Stares at the table, examining the patterns made by the wood grains.*

And how are you, Neville?

[Neville Longbottom]

*Nervously runs one hand through his hair, wondering what Luna was staring at. Did he have something in his hair maybe?*

I-

*Blinks, raising one eyebrow.*

-raspberries? Then your shoes were gone?

*Nods slowly, wondering how the berries would be connected to her missing shoes. It's not like plants- or any that he knew of- specialized in shoe-stealing. He made a mental note to look that up sometime, in one of his old Herbology books from Hogwarts.*

I'm good, Luna, thanks. A bit worried about things lately, but I'm probably just overreacting.

*Narrows eyes, looking at his hands as he folded them on the table. He wanted to wait until Ron was with them before he started talking about his plans, but something was telling him he could always fill his friend in when he arrived.*