It was not often that Seamus Finnigan felt off-kilter as he stood behind the bar at Finnigan’s of Diagon Alley. He was as comfortable there as if he stood inside his own skin. It was his place through and through, a place he’d worked hard to build, saved hard to pay for and kept after with his daily presence. He loved being a barman; knew it was his true calling in this life and couldn’t imagine a better work life than standing behind his own polished bar welcoming old friends and new to his place
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Luna looked up when she heard her name. She had that ready smile on her face when she saw Seamus, but even looking at him now, it was so much different then it had been. Perhaps at one time, she had been in love with him, but now, he was just Seamus. She could tell that it was the same for him. There wasn't the same look in his eyes, "Some butterbeer would be lovely." she said after a long moment with a nod
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