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[weather_vane]

Hogsmeade, Romilda considered forlornly as she sat at the bar of the Three Broomsticks sipping at a Butterbeer, was rather overrated. Sure, there was Honeydukes and Zonko's and even Scrivenshaft's if you like that sort of papery thing. But when it came down to it, there was only so much a girl could do.

She heaved a sigh, wondering vaguely how come

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[so_harry]

"You look bored."

The words were simple, yet there was a sort of wry tone to it.

Harry Potter came inside Three Broomsticks with a small bag from Zonko's in his hand. He had come round to fetch a table for Ron and Hermione, and realized he had come a bit early. He supposed Hermione was dragging Ron around to Scrivenshaft's for more note paper.

"Though I'd be bored to if I was reading that," Harry laughed.

[weather_vane]

Speak of the devil.

Romilda shifted sideways slightly in her seat so she could have a better view of the boy standing near her. She checked to make sure the butterflies in her stomach were still in full function. They were.

"Yeah, I figure you'd be," Romilda said, giving a bit of a smirk. "Not exactly your type of magazine? Like the original Witch Weekly better?"

[so_harry]

Harry didn't bother to ask for an invitation as he sat down beside her at the bar. Immediately Madame Rosmerta asked for his drink order and Harry obliged in letting her know he would like a Butterbeer. Afterward, he turned back to Romilda and stifled a laugh.

"Funny you say that," he told her. "I just picked up the newest issue."

[weather_vane]

"Oh? Read the article about the new five-time winner of Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile? Fascinating, hm?"

Romilda took a drink from her Butterbeer, a playful grin on her face.