Late evening at the couldren

Black door opened and Miseria came into the little pub, pushing her calash over her hair. It was raining outside and she was walking in London. How strange. Like she couldn't go into the Hogsmead to visit Khaat or just drink a butterbeer there.
But no. She wanted to visit other places as well. And now that she's British citizen, she can go anywhere she wants in england.

Miseria looked around and raised her eyebrows when she saw a lot of other people in this little pub. And not like in Hogshead, here were even those who were dressing nice and acting perfectly. She even wondered if some of them were ministry workers. Or if there are some Death Eaters... She touched her wand in her pocked, taking a deep breathe. They won't try to kill her this day. Well, that was what she hoped.

She ordered one cup of tea and paying for it, she looked around. There were few tables which were empty and there she went. She sat behind one table what was next to the fireplace and took her black cloak off.

"One butterbeer please," ordered Nathan taking his seat beside Miseria.

"That's six galloen please," said the bartender handing him the drink.

Natna payed the fine and slowly dragged his drink towards him. Grabbing a handful of hair and started to tie it up then started to drink the butterbeer. He looked around the Leaky Cauldron to see if anyone inside the Leacky Cauldron he could recognized but mostly he was hoping to see Nikki drinking alone but he couldn't see her so he turned his head to Miseria the girl sitting next to him and smiled politely. "Hello," he said.

Miseria raised her hand with hot cup and put it on her lips. People were talking so quietly here. It was like they were afraid of something. Shrugging to herself, she drank a bit her sugarless tea. Yes, dark times are laying ahead. And then she heard that someone was speaking to her. She raised her eyebrows:"You are talking to me?" she asked, a bit impressed. So far as she could remember, he was From Ravenclaw... or from Gryffindor. Then she saw no one around here and nodded. "Hello."

"Yes," nodded Nathan grinning at her and chuckling lightly at her for thinking he was talking to someone else when obviously he was staring right at her. The last time he remembered sshe was a student in Hogwart just like he was, a hufflepuff. He smirked at her and looked around for a bit, then back at her. "A bit quite isn't it?"

Miseria put cup on the table and turned her face at him, giving him a pretty close look so she could remember his face better. But then she nodded in agreement. "Quiet indeed..." she said, nodding. People didn't even look at them. They were mostly talking to each other about something interesting. She could see the way all of people were bending over the table so they could hear what the other was telling. "What brings you here?" she asked when turning her blue eyes back at Nathaniel. "At this late night?" she grinned for herself. At this late night... Both of them were supposed to be in Hogwarts right now.

Nathan shrugged his shoulder and shifted a bit in his seat uncomfortably. "I'm not tired," he lied. He has been having nightmares lately, ever since he had been accepted into his father little tribe back at home. That ceremony celebrating his acceptance into the tribe. "Beside I love the night, it so peace and quite," he shrugged his shoulder as he held his cup and drew an invisable circle in mid air with it

Miseria raised her eyebrows. She had nightmares as well and they were always hunting her. Maybe till the end of her life... Maybe they'll stop soon. Even Khaat's potion didn't help that much but she hadn't said that to her. Taking another sip of her tea, she bit her pierced lip, nodding to him, again with agreement. Yes, night was peaceful and quiet. "And because you love the night, you decided to come to London?" she asked with a smile on her face.

Nathan laughed amusingly at her little reply. "I guess so," he nodded with a grin on his face, noticing that she had a pierced lip. He thought it looked cool on her, it suited her well with the hair and the eyeliner it was all so... cool. "Is that a real pierce?" he asked pointing at it and frowned his eyebrows at her.

Miseria laughed quietly and nodded. "Yes, I did it myself," she said with a widened smile. "You like it?" she asked, raising her eyebrow. Usually wizards don't like such things and she was already used to it. People in school keep thinking that she's weird but that's good for her. If they don't talk with her then it's good enough so she can just live her own life.

Nathan's jaws dropped and his eyes were bewilded; who crazy enough to do a pierce themself the last time a guy tried to do it was when he was in woodwork and wanted to get a pierce of his ear but ended up having his ear nailed to the table when he friend whacked the hammer into it. "Yes, i do. I was thinking of getting one on my ear but a rumour put me off it for a while," he said placing his hand on the pierce and lightly touch it. "You seriously did this yourself?" he asked her.