Rose was, frankly, getting a bit stir-crazy. Certainly Hogwarts had a never-ending supply of hallways and rooms to explore, but the novelty of moving staircases and hallways much longer than they looked had begun to wear off, particularly having the TARDIS as a point of comparison. Freshly radiant blonde thanks to a
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But she needed a drink. And that's why she was heading into the Hog's Head, wondering if the blonde she spotted going in was Rose. She slipped in after her, smiling as she tapped on the shoulder. "Rose?"
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"Sarah Jane! Hello! What're you doing here? Want to join me for a drink? I'm here on a mission, y'see."
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She was on a mission too, but she wanted to settle in first. Judge the surroundings before she started up her dastardly plan.
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"I need to taste more magic alcohol. Y'see, I want to make some of my own. Just without the hangover effects. We've had problems with Jack in the past. And, I'll admit, I don't like it either." She snickered and rolled her eyes.
"So I need to taste test." Rose nodded firmly.
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"Problems with Jack? Oh, my heavens.. I'm so surprised." Sarah giggled sarcastically. "Hangovers are never good. But I heard they have a ... what's that word.. potion for things like that? Anyways. I'm completely okay for taste testing."
"So you're looking to see what tastes good and then trying to make your own and replicate it?" Even about to get drunk she was still asking questions.
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"Y'know, I hardly thought of a potion? I mean, it would be reasonable, but it would be even better if there was no hangover in the first place, worked right into the drink. I mean, hangover-free cider would be brilliant, you have to admit."
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She mm'd a little, licking her lips and waved over the bartender. "Cider actually sounds rather brilliant right about now, I'll have one of those."
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"So, how're you settling in so far?" Rose rested her chin in her hand and leaned on the table, curious. "It can be a bit weird here at first."
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"I met the oddest man the other day, named Franky? He apparently thought I was supposed to know him.. and when I said I didn't, he started to cry. Like full out tears, clingin to my shirt and sobbin. So odd. Poor thing."
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"It's truer than you know. I've gotten lost here more than a few times. And Hogwarts isn't as friendly as the TARDIS. Not quite as aware, anyway." She considered a moment.
"Did he seem to be eating chocolate? Sometimes really weird behavior can be explained by enchanted chocolate. And sometimes it's just a really weird person. I don't know this Franky, though."
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She pondered, trying to remember and finally shook her head, "I don't think so. You'd think people would stop eating altogether if things are always getting enchanted."
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"Nah, I miss her too. And the Doctor misses her terribly. He gets very sad about it on occasion. I think it drives him a little mad not to have her around, being in one place for so long." She sighed and shook her head.
"It's only chocolate. And it's only happened twice." She took a big gulp of cider. "I turned into a hamster when I ate some of the chocolate. When I turned back human I had been sitting on the Doctor's shoulder." She covered her eyes.
"I wasn't wearing any clothes."
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"I guess we should just.. make sure that he doesn't miss her too terribly." Oh yes, she was grinning the same way again. All mischief.
"A hamster? Oh lord.. that's it. Not eating any chocolate." Sarah Jane blinked a bit, looking wide eyed, "You were naked sitting on his shoulder? My word.. what did he do?" That's what she was curious about.
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"I'm sorry I'm telling you all this. It's probably more than you want or need to know." She smiled sheepishly.
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She smirked a bit, downing the rest of her glass and then gestured for the bartender. "What shall we have this time? I think I'll have a butterbeer. Whatever that is."
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"Jack will go on about the leash if you give him the least little opportunity," she managed, not really touching the other comments, because, really, what do you say?
"Butterbeer sounds good." Rose certainly needed more to drink, and she ordered hastily from the bartender for the both of them. After he left, she hesitated before adding.
"Even if he didn't peek, I did sleep in his bed that night. Wearing nothing but JD's shirt. It was something." Well, maybe that point of frank girltalk was being reached sooner than she thought, she decided as she finished the last swallow of cider.
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