They're watching us, man...

Reid had just finished his last shift at the Leaky Cauldron. He was sure he would return to work, but right now he needed something that gave him a chance to move around a bit. He was feeling constricted by the job and the bar and he needed to do something... different. Something to shake it up. And besides, he had been in one place for too long. Gave them all a chance to track him, slip him a bug or manage to spy on him.

So, taking the job as the Knight Bus conductor had been a good idea and come at a great time really. He had not even had to worry about time so much, since Chase and Calvin both worked at the Ministry now- traitors- and Chase could keep an eye on his friend and make sure no harm came to him. Reid was beginning to feel his worries lessen. Though he could not escape the nagging feeling that he should be worried. Things were changing, mostly with his friend, and he was nervous about where those changes would lead.

Reid ordered a water, his last free water as bartender, and headed over to a random seat at the bar, unscrewing the cap on the plastic bottle he had been given. He sat down and nodded at James, the guy who always had a shift after him, who nodded back. He brought the water to his lips and took a deep drink, before setting down the bottle and sighing.

Matt entered the Leaky Cauldron, he had just spent a day enjoying muggle London. Going to the cinemas, shopping, eating fast food. He felt horrible about the fast food part, so he needed a pick me up. Where better to stop then at the Leaky Cauldron, in London! He looked around, it wasn't busy but not dead. He walked up the the bartender and ordered a brandy, paid for it and looked around for a place to sit. He noticed a young man around his age. He walked over and took a seat next to him. "Not taking someone's seat am I?" he asked him putting his Brandy down.

Reid was in a stupor, it seemed, though his brain was whizzing. He and Calvin seemed to often look as though nothing was going on in their mind, but he was fretting over tecniques he could use to beat Calvin's ginormous high score on Dig Dug. He still had no idea how his roommate had managed such a feat, but he knew he needed to best the score.

He lifted the waterbottle to his lips to drink, and heard a voice mid-drink. He glanced over to see someone vaguely familiar and he shook his head, swallowing the gulp of water that had been residing in his mouth. "Nope. Go ahead." He set down the water bottle and spun the cap back on before glancing suspiciously at the man. "Didn't we go to Hogwarts together? You were a few years younger I think.."

"Probably, doesn't help that I was kinda well known..." he said chuckling. As much of a jerk he was, he was well known. He had only recently changed his ways and decided good was the proper path. If Bella was still talking to him she'd be threatening his death, not that she hadn't already. But he was still her nephew, and school kind made up for how he was acting now. He took another drink of his brandy and smacked his lips.

"I knew you looked familiar, but I didn't know where from is all." he said.