Glasses clinked and queue balls clapped on the lively Friday night. It was their second weekend with Lena, and they had all agreed to go out and see if Lena was worth her salt in pool like she said she was. It had become a popular Gryffindor past time when the boys smuggled one in from the muggle villages two towns over. The eldest was reigning champ, but apparently so was Lena.
Like brother like sister.
Ian and Rob froze as there was a sound of feedback and awkward laughing. Lena had made Garfield and Ian swear that she would be able to get the two of them to perform together one night. But what nobody had expected was Lena to crawl up into the stage herself. "Is she drunk?" Rob asked, chuckling to himself as he chalked up his stick.
Ian tucked a stray blond hair back, and watched the stage curiously. A small tilt to his lips appeared as he met Garfield's eyes. He had always been the one to sing to Lena when she was a mere child, and had been heartbroken when she had told him she sold her guitar. It should have been a surprise to see her there, but for some reason, it felt right. "I think we're in for a decent show, aren't we Garfield?"
