I sat and turned the foreign coin between my fingers. I was not more then a few streets from the leaky cauldron, but it had still taken me a long time to find this muggle gay bar. I had told my mother that I wanted to shop in the Diagon alley but instead I was here, sitting in the dark with my muggle money, 19 years old, alone.
I could have asked Hermione if she wanted to come with me, but then she would properly ask why I wanted to come here, and I was not ready to answer that question yet. And that was also why I was in a muggle bar, if I was sitting in a magic gay bar, then someone would properly see me and they would tell someone, who would tell someone I know, and I did not want anyone to know yet. Because rumour spread fast and I was not an unknown person. I was the sister to one in the golden trio, I was the ex to the famous Harry Potter and I was the new chaser on the famous team Holyhead Harpies.
"What would you like sweetheart?" the bartender asked me. She was leaning on the bar waiting for my answer. I really wanted a butter beer but I doubted that they served that here.
"oh eh, a beer?" I asked a little unsure. She waited a second just looking at me,
"what kind of beer, sweetie?" I looked around shortly to see what people was drinking
"oh I don't know, just get me one" she gave a short nod and turned around to get my beer, in the meantime I looked at my muggle money trying to get what I owed her. I left what I through was maybe about right on the bar, when she turned back to me and placed a green bottle on the bar with the name Heineken on.
"Thanks" I said when she took around one thirds of what I had left. I took a sip of my beer, but had to prevent myself from making a facial expression of horror as the liquid hit my tongue. It tasted nothing like butter beer.
"Don't like beer?" a voice next to me asked, I turned to see who the voice belonged to, a young women, properly around 20-23 years old, with short brown hair and blue eyes, and a bit shorter then me.
"It was just not what I expected" I answered, and looked her up and down shortly before turning my face away because I was blushing. She was truly beautiful.
"You have never tasted it before?" she asked as she was sitting down on a bar stool next to me.
"No, not, not this kind of beer" I answered slowly, feeling nervous and a bit out of place.
"Well it takes a bit getting used to" she turned to the bartender
"a Heineken, please" she turned back to me
"but after some time, the taste will remind you of fun times" she smiled, her teeth was white and her smile sweet and I was really happy that she was talking to me. The bartender gave her a green bottle like mine, and the beautiful girl paid for it. She turned to me again still smiling.
"Cheers to fun times" she said raising her bottle, and I raised mine saying
"to fun times" and as her bottle touched her lips, I almost wished that it was mine lips instead of the bottle. As that thought went though my head I blushed and took a big swig of my beer, hating how embarrassing I was.
After we both had placed our beer bottles on the bar again, an awkward silence occurred between us. I looked shortly at her and she looked at me, but there was just silence a minute until she said,
"So, what do you do in your everyday life?" Happy that the silence finally was gone I answered without thinking
"oh, I am a chaser" I said taking a swig of my beer, but as I was drinking the liquid I remembered where I was and who I was talking to. She looked at me weird. I put the bottle back down while trying to explain
"it's a game, I mean a position on a team, playing this…" fantastic, beautiful, old game with broomsticks
"… weird unknown game, but I like it, and it pays the bills" I smiled nervous.
"Oh cool, it's good that you do something that you like" she looked down
"yeah it is. I love it." I said, looking down too.
"Well good. Maybe I could see you play someday" I looked up at her
"yeah, maybe you could" she looked at me too and smiled, and I smiled back remembering her question form before, and questioned her back
"what do you do in your everyday life?" she smiled
"I am training to be a police officer" my smile got bigger
"that's cool, I can imagine you running around saving the day." I said unknowingly looking her up and down, but blushing realizing how flirty I was. She caught on, and flirted back.
"…And I can imaging you playing this sport, you are really fit." My blushing face darkened to a red closer to my hair color. I looked down trying to hide my red face from her, but she took my hand and said
"you are really cute when you blush."
That how we were sitting in a dark muggle gay bar, with smell of beer thick in the air.
Drinking, laughing, touching hands, blushing. After our seven beer she took my hands and together we walk on the dance floor. First we were just dancing, but without knowing how it happened she was close to me, her hands around my waist, and mine around hers. I could feel her breath against my ear as she whispered to me
"you're really beautiful". It felt almost clumsy as I got close enough to her ear to whisper
"and you are amazing". I felt her lips on mine without seeing her move, but I did not care because our kiss was deepening as I felt her tongue against my lower lip, and I did not hesitate in letting her in.
Holding on to each other we left the dark bar and walk out until the now dark night. This amazingly beautiful woman who name I couldn't remember in my drunken state was holding on to me as we walked though London and I loved every minute of it.
"I am so bad at remembering names" I said maybe a bit to loud and she laughed
"I know, you have told me already, and the name is…" and that was when my right foot got caught behind my left foot and I stumbled but she caught me. We was standing really close as she said
"Sophie, the names is Sophie" I looked at her and whispered
"Sophie, will I see you again?" and she whispered back
"of course" as she kissed but this time it was slow and gently. The kiss stopped as she said
"but this is me" and made a hand gesture towards an apartment building,
"so maybe I could get your number?" she asked as she found something in her pocket.
"My..?" I was confused; it was a small thing with a dark window on, she now got in her hand.
"Your phone number?" she cleared up as she touched something on the thing and the window started to shine with a bright light, and I tried to fight the fogginess from my drunken state to figure out what was happening.
"What is that?" I asked looking at the shining thing, and now she looked confused
"you don't got a phone?" she asked and I did not know what to say so I just shook my head
"oh… do you have facebook?" she asked, and again I just shook my head silently without asking what it was. An awkward silence was now between us and I did not know what she was trying to ask me. Nervously I asked what I knew was a stupid question but I needed to know to help her solving whatever problem we were having.
"What do you use a… phone and a facebook for?" she looked around her and then back to me, she looked like she though I was joking.
"To contact each other … mostly"
"oh" I said finally making sense of the problem between us; she wanted to know how to contact me.
"well…" I said smiling at her now
"how about I will contact you." She looked unsure for real for the first time tonight
"don't worry about it" I said while taking her hand
"okay" she said still unsure
"I had a really nice time, I really like you" I said trying to make her feel more secure again. She smiled at me too
"I like you too" and she kissed me again shortly before walking to her door and I just watched her walk away, but right before going though her door she said
"don't wait to long to contact me, I want to see you again." I smiled
"don't worry, I won't" she smiled and walked in. I waited a second just looking at the door. Before quickly writing her name "Sophie Lea Jensen" and address down.
I walked slowly back to the leaky cauldron feeling myself sober up. I walked into the leaky cauldron and directly to the nearest fireplace and found a small pouch from my pocket with some glittery, silver powder in. I took some of the powder out and threw some of it on the fire turning the bright yellow light into harmless emerald green flames, I walked into the flames and said with a clear voice
"the burrow"