The Girl in the Tower Chap 6

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The Girl in the Tower Ch. 6: Slytherin Spirits

By SpookyMulder Pt. 1: Coming of Age

Ron scratched his head. “The Weird Sisters? In Diagon Alley? Seems rather odd, if you ask me.”

Hermione rolled her eyes. “What better place for them to play than Slytherin Spirits?”

Harry lagged behind with Sara on his arm. “I’ve never been in a pub before.”

Sara turned to him, surprised. “You haven’t? I think I’ve been into every bar and nightclub in Manhattan, not to mention a million others.”

Hermione looked over her shoulder at Harry as they walked through the dark street. “You’ve been in a pub more than once, Harry! We all have! Hogsmeade, remember?”

“You’re right! I have been in a pub! Forgot, I guess.”

Ron chuckled. “It’s nice, isn’t it? Finding out you’re not as ignorant as you thought? Come on, Harry. I hear Fred and George.”

Sara’s eyes lit up. “Look at the crowd! It’s so big that they’re spilling out into the cul-de-sac! Looks like a lot of them are students, or am I wrong?”

“You’re right, actually.” Harry smiled his excitement. “It’s so loud!”

Ron grinned with mischief. “How much money do we have? Fred and George said they’d get us mugs of ale for three Sickles each!”

Hermione’s brow creased with displeasure. “No drinking, Ronald!”

“Why not? I’m of age! Well, I will be soon, anyway. Harry’s of age. He’ll get us drinks, won’t you, Harry?”

“Umm…”

“No Harry won’t! And it doesn’t matter who’s of age, since I am, too. You’re not drinking!”

“Why not? If I want a drink I’ll have one!”

“Then you’ll be having one by yourself. And as for why, because you can’t seem to fathom the concept of moderation!”

Harry thought now was a good time to change the subject. “Look, some of our classmates are here!”

Ron waved to a couple of fifth year Gryffindors, standing in the crowd below the neon green lights of Slytherin Spirits, and fell back to Harry’s side. “Don’t worry, mate. Fred and George will get me all the ale I want, and then you won’t have Hermione on your back about it. I’ll bring some for you, and then you can act all surprised and say you feel obligated to drink it.”

“I’m not deaf, Ronald!”

Harry cringed. “I think it’s best not to. Thanks, but with Voldemort around, I need to keep my wits about me.”

Since the pub was a swarm of people and there was a mob outside, trying to catch a glimpse of The Weird Sisters, Hermione and Sara led their group to the lunch tables outside Mystic’s Café across the cul-de-sac. It was nice just to sit and chat on a warm night with no place to be except right where they were. Students mingled with regular patrons and everyone in sight was having a good time. It was impossible to feel bored. There was too much energy, and to be in the midst of it was exciting in itself.

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