The Leaky Cauldron - Open to anyone.

[potion_failure]

Who : Romilda Vane & ???
Where : The Leaky Cauldron
When : Around 5PM
Rating : TBA
Summary : TBA

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[nevilletherebel]

Gratefully, Neville nodded to the little witch with the red hat who had opened the door for him, and stepped in sidewards to allow his berth of shopping bags, his arms wrapped tightly around an enormous plant pot that appeared to have nothing but soil inside it. He cleared the door and stepped around it, putting his heel back against it and pushing, so that the heavy oak swang back and slammed a little harder than he had intended, knocking a photoframe from the wall. Apparently the denizen of the photo was quite used to it, for all she did was scowl at Neville as, holding the heavy plant pot with one arm, he fumbled for his wand and lifted her back up into place

[crazy_lovegood]

Luna saw Neville, as he stepped into the place, almost totally hided behind some new and weird plant - she loved his love for weird plants, as it reminded her of her own love for misunderstood creatures ... She really wanted to go with Hermione to a place more quiet and private than here, but she thought it would be mean to leave with out saying hello to Neville, her own best friend, if you actually say that she did ever have a friend back in school - and the first person she had felt something romantic about ... It was almost as hard as to make the first "hello" to Hermione ... "Hello there Neville!" She waved her hand and smiled.

[potion_failure]

'Ahh! At least someone who knows my name,' she thought to herself. She turned around and had to stand on her toes to see who it was. She smiled at the sight of Neville Longbottom. Romilda didn't have too many fine memories of the Trio's generation at Hogwarts (due to her own stupidity, she had to add), but Neville had always been friendly.

"Coming right up, Neville!" She called back and went to look for a new and full bottle of orange juice.

[nevilletherebel]

It was like a barrage of femininity around him. Luna slid out of the crowd like moonlit water, and at the same time Romilda looked at him across the bar. It didn't take much to make Neville blush, but this time he turned beetroot red and dropped his head, lifting up one hand to wave shyly at the two of them, and truly relieved when Romilda eased the pressure on him and disappeared to find him something to drink

[crazy_lovegood]

Luna was glad to see the familiar face of Neville, but disappointed that he only gave her a shy wave - after all, he was the only boy she dared to have that kind of feelings for ... But then she turned back to Hermione - "I just have to drink out - would you like anything in the meantime?" She smiled ... As Hermione seemed to want, she also wanted to get out of this place filled up with people she could spend endless of time with in about a week ... And Hermione was so attractive and this was the first time Luna had the chance to spend some private time with the best witch of Hogwarts in her time ...

[hermione_ww]

Would I like anything in the meantime? thought Hermione. She raised her Butterbeer to her mouth, but suddenly found it had lost its appeal. She put the drink down, and gently held Luna's hand. "Only you," she said, catching Luna's eyes with a gaze which she hoped made her feelings clear.

Although...the sight of Neville had given her a thought. Her parents would be ashamed of her, and Ronald wouldn't be happy about it either...but then they didn't have to know what she had in mind. "I could always invite Neville along as well..?" she suggested.

[crazy_lovegood]

Luna made a little jump - she hadn't expect that Hermioni would say something like that ... She blushed and thought about what this would lead to ... But then she heard Hermioni say: "I could always invite Neville along as well..?" - At first, she get a bit dissapointed ... Maybe Hermione didn't mean anything with what she just've said ... But if Neville came too, it wouldn't be ackward in the same way ...
"Yes, you can ask Neville to come with us ... I'm don't need anymore of my drink, so we can leave as soon as you want to."

[hermione_ww]

"It looks as if Neville won't be joining us," said Hermione as she joined Luna. "Still," she said smiling, "that means it's just the two of us. Which I think will be so much better." Once again she reached out and held Luna's hand.

[last_born_girl]

Ginny slipped into the Leaky Cauldron, gently massaging her writing hand. Even having joined the Harpies straight out of school, she still wasn't quite used to being accosted for autographs.

She paused, and looked around; it seemed like a warm-up for WizardWatch inside. She immediately caught sight of Hermione and Luna at the table, and Neville (well, it had to be Neville, with a plant like that) at the bar. Of course there was a selection of Slytherins in the place too, but that couldn't be helped.

[potion_failure]

Romilda was just running a wet rag across the counter, cleaning it from any sticky residues from spilled drinks when she noticed Ginny Weasley come in. 'This place looks like a Hogwarts reunion today,' she thought to herself, before rinsing the rag and wringing it out.

"Anything I can pour you, Ginny?" She offered, leaning on the counter.

[last_born_girl]

Ginny turned her head at the mention of her name. Quidditch star or not, she din't come in here very often, and was slightly surprised to be recognised.

Why, yes, thank you...." she paused, racking her brains to remember the name "...Romilda, isn't it? I'll have a gin and tonic, please"

[potion_failure]

"Yes, it is and coming right up." Romilda nodded and ducked right down to reach for the bottles, before pouring Ginny's drink and putting it on the counter. "So when's the next game?"

[curse_scar]

Harry didn't really know if he should be that happy about that whole letter he had gotten from the Ministry that morning. He had enough trouble as it was, just having finally finished his Auror training and finally being able to start properly. And now he was going to be stuck in house for who knew how long, with who knew whom and he didn't really didn't know if he liked that prospect. Well, at least he knew that his boss didn't but couldn't really do anything against it.

So still in his Auror robes, Harry entered the Leaky Cauldron, finding it to his surprise quite filled and moved to his usual place in the corner. He was looking forward to having a drink and then to return home and enjoy his last days of peace.

[nevilletherebel]

Neville sat up a little straighter, his eyes inexplicably drawn towards the dark robed figure as he swept into the crowded room, despite how busy the place seemed to be. Harry was unmistakeable - his hair still didn't stay in place - and despite the war being over, there was still that familiar scar on his forehead - visible even from this distance

[curse_scar]

"Neville," Harry greeted the other man in surprise, a smile playing across his face. He was glad to see a familiar face, knowing that at least with his friends he knew where he lay with them, while some people only tried to befriend him because of his fame. He looked slightly in surprise again at Neville's words, immediately recognizing the envelope and felt slightly relieved.

"Glad to see that I am not the only one having to go. Who else do you know is coming?" Harry asked curiously. He hadn't really had the chance to gather more information about the whole event, and felt quite misinformed, something that he didn't like at all.

[nevilletherebel]

"Oh, I don't expect to win, or anything...but it's a break from teaching, and I get to spend it with people I know." He sat forwards, dropping his hand down to the letter and opening it. Inside the letter looked up at them inocently, but flicking it with his wrist opened it to twice the size, and revealed the list of names and photographs of the other people who would be coming with them.

"See, almost everyone is here. Ginny, Hermione and Luna, obviously." He ran one finger down the list slowly. "Then, of course, there's Draco...though why he needs the money I have no idea. Pansy...and this Montague guy - I don't like him. Then there's Romilda Vane...I bet you remember -her- Harry..."

Neville frowned and pointed out the other names. "You know George Weasley, right...but there's also Terry Boot, and a couple of other players...they're not here." He looked around, then back at Harry abruptly. "Um...can I get you something to drink? This orange juice is really splendid..."

[sassy_malfoy]

Draco's blood started to boil the minute he saw "saint Potter" walk into the pub. Draco had been so frustrated that he'd been forced into being civil towards Harry after the war. But when he had heard from his father that the Ministry had chosen Harry as one of the participants, he was overjoyed. He could push all Harry's buttons and have the competition as an excuse.

Draco got up and walked towards Harry, who had now been joined by that idiot Longbottom.

"Well, well...if it isn't Potter and wanna-be-Potter. Having a little lovers reunion?" Draco places his hands on his hips, with a smirk on his lips.

[potion_failure]

'Yeah, crap,' Romilda mentally cursed when she noticed Malfoy walking over to Potter. She patted the back of her jeans, making sure she had her wand present. She didn't feel much for playing the hero, but hey, working in a pub often brought the trouble of hexing troublemakers apart and out. She might have been looking for another job, but if the roof on this pub fell down, she would be out a job and out of money.

She made no move to step in yet, but Romilda kept a very close eye on him for now.

[nevilletherebel]

Neville rose sharply, his blue eyes blazing like twin ice storms. He put his sturdy frame between Harry and Draco, and his wand was already in his hand, lifted towards Draco and shaking considerably. He'd never been so angry. Of all the nerve - to come and speak to Harry like that...

"Don't think I've forgotten what you are," he hissed, and his voice was soft and oddly, uncharacteristically dangerous. "It's vermin like you that rot everything we fought for from within. People died for this peace...but not you - no, you were only interested on being on the winning side, weren't you, Malfoy?"

Now Neville stepped forwards, and the shaking had reached his shoulders - beads of perspiration had sprung across his forehead, and he bared his teeth to allow for his heavier breathing.

"You. Disgust. Me. Malfoy. Back off."

[curse_scar]

Harry looked up with a grim expression as he heard Malfoy's voice, a glare appearing on his face. He had actually thought for a moment, as he had saved Malfoy from the fire those years ago, that he would have changed and may be at least a little grateful. But Malfoy still seemed to be the horrible pompous brat he had been when he had entered Hogwarts.

As Neville got up Harry got up as well, making sure that his wand was still in his pocket. "It's alright Neville," Harry said quietly, and then stepped next to him so that he could look straight at Malfoy.

"What about you Malfoy? Shouldn't you be at home hiding from this big bad world?" Harry said sarcastically.