The young man at the bar of Three Broomsticks Inn took another sip of his Firewhiskey, wincing slightly as he did so.
"Mind if I join you?" a voice sounded from his side. He looked up at the stranger.
"Not at all." He said, motioning to the stool beside him with a smile.
He observed the other man for a moment before speaking.
"You know…You look a bit familiar. Can I buy you a drink?" he asked.
The other man gave a bright smile and nodded. "Sure, thank you."
Another Firewhiskey was ordered, and the two young men drank in silence. The first man stared at the other for another moment.
"I can't place where I've seen you before. Where are you from?" he asked.
"I'm from Devonshire." The other man answered.
The first man's face brightened at this. "You don't say? I'm from Devonshire as well! Let's have a drink for Devonshire!"
The second man gave the same bright smile and complied, both of them taking a sip from their Firewhiskey. The same incredulous look crossed over the first man's features.
"I still can't place where I've seen you before…Where'd you go to school?" the first man asked.
"I went to Hogwarts, of course. Dropped out early." He answered.
The first man's face lit up again. "Me, too; dropped out. A drink for Hogwarts, then?"
They shared in another swig of the Firewhiskey.
The first man gave a slightly irritated look. "I just can't place where I've seen you before…" he paused before an idea popped into his head. "What's your mother's name?"
The second man answered, "Molly."
The first man's jaw dropped at this.
"My mother's name's Molly, too! A drink for Molly!" they both shared in yet another sip of the Firewhiskey.
A particularly irritated Severus Snape entered the establishment, seating himself a few seats away from the two men who were conversing excitedly.
He looked up to Madam Rosmerta as she approached him.
"Firewhiskey." He requested in a flat tone.
The desired beverage was soon placed before him and he took a small sip before looking back up at the woman.
"I trust nothing too interesting has transpired since my last visit, as usual?" he asked.
She shook her head and rolled her eyes.
"Not much." she informed before nodding her head in the direction of the two men a few seats away.
"The Weasley twins are drunk again."