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"i can only be me." fred weasley the second. bartender at the hog's head and freelance artist. 

[emiliyakrum]

flighty and fanciful || emiliya & fred

[emiliyakrum]

“Имат ли те Churros? Попитайте дали те имат Churros." One of their beaters grunted as he sat on one of the bar stools. Emiliya rolled her eyes before turning to the bartender on hand, flashing him a smile of her own. "I don’t think you have the churros, no?" Emiliya teased before nudging the beater in question before seating herself on one of the bar stools as well. "Ve’ll have a round of your… butterbeer?" Emiliya suggested, earning her several grunts and huffs of agreement from her teammates. She turned to Fred and nodded her head, shooting him a playful smile.

"Men." 

[iifred-blog]

Fred watched in amusement as Emiliya took stock of all her team's demands. He looked around, wondering if a manager was nearby, but there was no one else in sight. "Coming right up, Ma'am," he said, procuring the butterbeer from under the table. "Are you sure your boys wouldn't want something stronger? I have some of Ogden's Best right here."

"You seem to forget I join their ranks, Miss Krum." He poured himself a small shot of vodka, doing the same for her. "To men." He raised his glass and winked. 

[emiliyakrum]

flighty and fanciful || emiliya & fred

“Предполагам, че ще свикне с тях … Това не ми отнеме известно време, за да направят това обаче, трябва да призная.” Emiliya assured, broom in hand and teammates flanking both her sides. They had just come from a quick match with the Irish and Emiliya’s spirits were high, expectations just as optimistic for whatever else was in store for her. Wizarding London held a very odd place in her heart and although she would hate to admit it, the english definitely grew on her, wormed their way under her skin whether she liked it or not. She turned to face her teammates and narrowed her eyes, “Now stop with vhining and let’s have fun, yes?” Emiliya chirped before sticking her nose up in the air. 

[iifred-blog]

Fred was wiping at a glass, something he felt set the bartending tone. Hearing footsteps, he looked up, expecting to see a customer or two. Instead, it seemed as if the entire Bulgarian team, entourage included, was storming his bar, out for alcohol. Or maybe vengeance. Leading them was a beautiful woman, dark-haired and bright-eyed: Krum's daughter.

"And what can I get you tonight?" Fred  said, addressing all of them but looking at Emiliya. Her plays on the pitch had always astounded him, and he grinned wide to see her in the flesh.

[iifred-blog]

have a drink || fred & [ ]

It was the first time in months that Fred feels comfortable being around so many people. The Hog's Head had never been crowded, far easier to handle than the Leaky Cauldron's ever-present throng of people. It was just the way he and the old codger, Aberforth, liked it.

Tonight, however, Fred is surrounded by family, as he always will be at any wizarding event. Normally, that would put him on edge, but he tonight, he is in his element, standing confidently behind the bar.

"What'll it be tonight?" he says with a winning smile, pouring out a drink for himself.