“I could definitely do with another drink. Fancy buying me one?” She flashed a smile at the person stood next to her at the bar, waving her empty glass.

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“I could definitely do with another drink. Fancy buying me one?” She flashed a smile at the person stood next to her at the bar, waving her empty glass.
“You look like you could use a drink.”
It didn’t take much for Emmeline to find familiar faces in the crowd, despite the pub being crammed full of people. Smiling slightly, she grabbed yet another glass of champagne, smiling at the person who was watching her. “Aren’t you going to have one?”
Rosalia didn’t even want to be at this stupid gettogether surrounded by people who she didn’t even care about. However, after what had happened recently, she needed to keep up appearances and act like nothing was suspicious. She was in the middle of downing a drink when she noticed a person staring at her. “What the fuck are you looking at?”
@ofthelunarboy
Persephone was in the middle of telling a rather exhilarating story, using her hands to exaggerate a story from Egypt involving a goblin and an angry troll. In her hand was her bottle of firewhiskey. In the middle of explaining, she spilt it over Remus, causing the redhead to gasp. “I’m so sorry, Remus!”
“The Three Broomsticks and I go way back, further than I care to admit. I can remember when it was One Broomstick!“
what: happy hour specials
why: celebrating the outcomes of the war &. the pub’s celebration.
where: three broomsticks bar
when: WEDENSDAY 6 PM EST ( 25TH) — WEDENESDAY 6 PM EST( 2ND)
the resident cozy pub close to a lot of hogwarts alumni hearts is turning a year older today! rumor has it three broomsticks is as old as merlin himself. wicked, innit?
hear, ye. rosmerta is holding an event open to everyone! as a way of saying thanks to avid customers, the bar is holding a treat for all of you who love your butterbeers & liquor. reminisce about the good times and all the dear memories you’ve made in the past. embark on their happy hour specials (buy 1, get 1 drink, anyone?) and reconnect with familiar faces you haven’t seen in awhile.
this is also the first party ever since the rumours of voldemort gone missing- everyone just wants to take a break and cut some slack.
everyone is invited, so be there or be square!!
important reminders ++
this event serves as a little homecoming party to anyone, so everyone is invited to join ! with their busy schedules and far off work locations, this is one avenue for old friends and frenemies to meet again.
event duration: the happy hour party will last for one week (tho in character it’s just one night and it’s friday) starting from WEDENSDAY 6 PM EST ( 25TH) — WEDENESDAY 6 PM EST( 2ND)
don’t forget to tag all starters with #afterfidelisopen && #afterfidelisevent5
If you have any questions about this event do not hesitate to message the main or one of the admins on their character accounts.
LIKE this post once you have read it. We hope everyone will enjoy this welcome back event !!
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Rosalia didn’t know why she had decided to go to the gathering, barely getting along with half the people who would end up turning up. She’d been in the middle of minding her own business when a man came up to her, one who was refusing to leave her alone. She knew the story was bullshit and she’d never even consider to get with him in a million years. Running out of options, she saw Laurent, excusing herself as she pulled the man into a kiss, “Play along,” The death eater muttered against his lips.
Persephone was doing her best to keep up her appearance, despite being completely exhausted. She’d been wanting to go home since she’d arrived, barely having enough time to do her hair and makeup before arriving at the pub. Working for a week pretty much full time had been tough and she was looking forward to finally being able to rest her head on her pillow. She did her best to conceal a yawn, though it was obvious to the person next to her. “...Sorry...I can’t help but be exhausted..Travelling for my job sucks.”