Post by Julia Miller on Jan 3, 2006 17:39:46 GMT -5
Julia walks the path to hogsmeade, pacing back and forth, not knowing who she was going to see, what she was going to. She would probably do her usually thing, go to three broomsticks or hogshead, she would normally be at hogshead, for one reason Three broomsticks is always crowded no matter what time it was, it was always crowded. Crowded with familiar faces, from school, but where else would they go they would never be caught dead, in hogshead. For reasons un known to this slytherin.
Jules’ maybe be friends with other people in different houses, but doesn’t mean she likes to hang out with them twenty four seven, she still has a reputation to maintain, and plus she like hanging out with her own people.
She approached the streets in which where crowed, unbelievable, walking pass three broomsticks, as she had suspected, it was crowded, or it could have been the mounds of people out side, which ever one you prefer. She keep walking straight then made a quick left, walking in the empty path, it was a short cut to hogsmeade, well no a short cut it takes longer but, it avoided all the people, She hated being around mounds of people. Well most of the time she didn’t mind but when you can’t even breathe without hitting someone then she got a problem.
She Finally arrived at hogshead alone at last, well not really, but closer enough to no body then she was, she walked up in and sat down in the corner, small tight tee shirt that had Some freaky design on it, and some weird writing on it and skin tight straight legged jeans, and a black bucket hat on, no it wasn’t cold out, Or to what she thought it wasn‘t, Picking the last table, closest toy the window, but farthest from the door.
Soon the bartender came by and dropped a bottle of fire whiskey or the table, giving him and slight smile, Taking the bottle in, to one hand and popping the top of with the other and took a sip of her drink.