A Friend of Sorts || Ludo & Evan
Where: The Leaky Cauldron With: @ludcvic-bagman
Evan didn’t get the chance to frequent pubs as he had in his younger years. He was often abroad these days competing and had just returned from a very successful stint in Belgium; successful on more fronts than just his public dueling success but that wasn’t for any but he and some much closer allies to know. In some downtime he’d decided to put in a public appearance at the Cauldron and while he was a long-shot from famous he was certainly known and well-liked enough to garner several nods and toasted glasses as he walked inside.
However, his gazed landed on a happy-looking face at the bar who was already talking amicably with several others and he didn’t hesitate, smiling at those he passed before elegantly sliding onto a barstool next to the well-loved beater and tapping him lightly on the shoulder. “Ludo, old chum. I do hope you made out very well from my success in Belgium?” he asked lightly before grinning enough to fluster the bartender, “Two firewhiskeys when you can please.”
Less than a minute later the drinks were before them, “I hope you’ve been keeping well? No rouge bludgers to the face?”