The Leaky Cauldron. Amaris gagged at the sight of the run down pub that people used when the needed to drouwn out any feelings they didn't want. She felt disgusted by just being there, but it was fun to mess around with the drunk men and teenagers that went in. Even though she liked leasing with them me more, Amaris kept her distance, but because they would go crazy with a girl like her and who knows what they would do.
Sighing, she entered the dim pub and raised an eyebrow. It was even worse than she remembered it, the odors in there errs enough to make her wince, and make her lightheaded. Maybe it hasn't been such a great idea to go there after all. She could be making herself useful to her uncle, but she knew that he would rather her go out and enjoy these days. Plus, charming a few boys wouldn't hurt her, and it was just a little fun that she liked to have. She sighed again, and walked up to the bartender. The man had been attending another man who had just passed out as she approached the counter and she gave a small jump as he slipped off the seat and landed on the floor.
Quickly stepping over him with a look of disgust, Amaris stood there until the bartender looked at her. "One butterbeer please." she said with a cold voice and look. The bartender nodded quickly as he realized who he was dealing with and he gave her a butterbeer as soon as he could without messing anything up. "Took you long enough." she said, and she basically threw the galleons she owned at him. He thanked her in a small voice and gathered the galleons up quickly. Amaris turned around, her long hair flipping onto her shoulder, and she looked around, her eyes narrowed. There was basically nowhere to sit, and she didn't feel like sitting with those low lifes who were cluttering the pub.