para || Claringbolt: A Head Trip
Tagging: @gryffindor-professor
Time: Friday Evening, 12 October 2020
Setting: The Hogs Head, Hogsmeade
Summary: Two of Hogwarts’ professors head to the pub for a desperately-needed break.
Tabitha was glad Robbie had contacted her about a drink, honestly. Between the school going mad, Cooper’s confession, and the Auror twats, she just needed a break. Even the open air of the pitch hadn’t done it-- Tabitha needed a drink.
She’d been first to the gate (unsurprising, as she had a fraction of his students), her face breaking into a grin upon seeing him.
“Glad to see you didn’t get cold feet on me,” she greeted, closing the gap between them in a few short strides to pull him into a hug as she explained, “With the way the week’s been, I figured you could use it.” So could she, honestly.
They turned toward the path, and she instantly felt the tension begin to release a little. “I swear, when we get to the pub, I’m going to order three Firewhiskeys and a pint and then just float for the rest of the night,” she declared. “How about you?”
