http://half-giant.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] half-giant.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-03-21 08:59 pm

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*Hagrid creeps down the staircase (as much a man his size can creep) to find that the previous evening was not a dream. He’s pretty sure he recognizes the pretty waitress as Val, the girl Ron introduced him to before, but sees no other familiar faces in the crowd…. Save one.

That young man sitting on a stool - he is the spitting image of young Tom Riddle, the boy that framed him and got him expelled from school over fifty years ago. He knows that it can’t possibly really be Tom, but he feels the urge to keep his pink umbrella within his reach, and to sit at the bar with his back to the disconcerting youth.*

“I need four pints of mulled mead, and some dinner – whatever yer got. Please,” he tells the bar uncertainly.

*He smiles and relaxes when a huge tankard and a full plate appear on the bar in front of him. He’s not sure about method of payment around here, and will eventually have to see about a job. But for now, he places some coins on the bar, and bends over his meal.*

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