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Post by Melissa Finnigan Sun Jul 31, 2011 4:59 pm

Jumping onto the pavement, Millie narrowly missed an oncoming car. Despite being safely on the pavement, the forest green Ford still honked its horn half a dozen times before swerving around the corner. Throwing her arm up into the air, she shot her index finger and her middle finger up, knowing full well that the obnoxious prat driving the car could see her in the rear-view mirror. Smirking to herself, Millie brought her arm back down and took her cigarette from between her lips. Laughing to herself, she expelled the smoke into the air around her. She wasn’t a smoker, exactly. She was a social smoker, sure, but she didn’t like making a habit out of it. What she hadn’t realised was that during her midnight raids of the boy’s dorm, she’d stolen some cigarettes. They weren’t Sterling’s so they weren’t Thomas Burke’s. No, Millie was guessing that they were actually Trent’s, though she couldn’t be sure. She didn’t care either way because she’d found herself three quarters of a packet and she had every intention of smoking them. They were the fools for leaving their cigs lying around. Idiots. Amateurs.

With a spring in her step, Millie rounded the corner and started down the final stretch to the Leaky Cauldron. She picked up her pace a little bit and she felt anticipation bubble up inside her. She flicked her cigarette into the gutter and picked up her pace even further. Millie jumped up the steps of the Leaky Cauldron, taking two steps at a time, and threw open the door, bathing the entry way of the dingy pub in an impossible light - almost making her look angelic. Too bad she was actually more of the devil’s advocate. She spread her legs wide and threw her arms up in the air, tipping her head back as if she were some sort of rock star.

“Avast ye landlubbers!” She exclaimed, throwing her arms forward. The pub was silent, only one man coughed and he seemed to have gotten something stuck in his throat. Millie, disappointed, lowered her arms back down by her sides. She pursed her lips and frowned deeply at the pub before full stepping over the threshold and throwing the door shut behind her. “Tough crowd,” she murmured.

With a sigh, Millie made her way over to the bar stool that she liked to think of as her own. She put her box of supplies on top of the mahogany and threw one leg over the bar stool, plonking herself down on it. The bartender immediately sidled over to her and she smiled brightly at him. “Rum and Coke please, Mark.” She murmured, and thankfully, he did as he was told.

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Post by Guest Sun Jul 31, 2011 5:28 pm

It was his first day on the job. Byron figured that a part-time job at the Leaky Cauldron would do him some good, especially during the summer holidays. And so, when he read the hiring notice, he thought that to be trained in bartending would be a pretty interesting skill. Sure, Byron had musical talents, primarily on the guitar and a bit of vocals, but he was shy when it came to having to perform. He could definitely be brave, but when it came to music, he was uncertain, as if his modesty robbed him of confidence to share his talent. Bartending would be fun though.

An hour ago, Byron had entered the bar, only to find one man sitting in his lonely corner. He was then told what he had to do. Today, on his first day, he would pour the beer into their mugs and wash them, and that was all he could do. Once he passes today's tasks, there will be more to be taught and done. If someone should order something that did not involve beer, he should approach the resident barman to do the drink. Fair enough, very easy first day, it would seem.

Byron settled himself behind the bar, and felt drawn to the smell of the beer. Too bad he was not allowed even a drip of it. Roxi could always get alcohol, somehow. And his only tastes of them were thanks to her and his father. After a few minutes if standing behind the bar, people began to enter the Leaky Cauldron, slowly but surely. The manager nodded to Byron, and he put on a friendly smile. At least he tried to. It felt weird to just stand and smile at strangers who did not seem keen to smile back.

Suddenly, the entrance of someone caught Byron's eye. Smiling genuinely now, he watched Melissa Finnigan settle herself on a stool in front of the bar, and found himself taking a few steps to her, stopping when the senior barman went to take her order. Byron waited for the guy to walk away before proceeding to his friend.

"Millie!" Byron definitely knew her. Besides being in the same year in Gryffindor, this girl was a friend of him and Roxi. It felt good to see a familiar face on the first day of work. He was starting to feel bored from the ruddy faces of mundane-looking wizards.
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