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"Hermione, why do we have to be here? We could have gone to The Leaky or Three Broomsticks… Anywhere, why here?!" asked Ginny Weasley, best friend and confidante of Hermione Granger, as they trudged through the cold streets of muggle London looking for the next bar to enter.
"Lighten Ginny, aren't you always telling me I need to be having fun?!"
"Well, yes but in one of our places… It's so much easier! We can apparate, we don't have to slog through the slush covered streets of London, freezing our tits off!"
"Is that what you're moaning about? Here!"
Ginny shuddered in delight as warmth travelled from her toes to her scalp after Hermione wordlessly cast a warming charm over her. Arriving at the next likely looking bar Hermione smiled at the doormen as she strode inside, Ginny followed looking momentarily mollified. Five minutes later, sitting at a table with their drinks they happily chatted as their cold feet thawed.
"Gin, can you please just trust me that you'll have a good night? Every night starts off shit, even in our places…"
"Okay, I'll trust you. But if it's still shit in two hours then I'm going! Fair?"
"Fair enough I suppose. Drink up, it's your round you stingy cow!"
A fair few drinks later it was last call at the pub and the girls stumbled out back into the street to make their way to the club a bit further down the road.
Severus Snape gritted his teeth in annoyance at the over the top sighs coming from his god son's friend Blaise Zabini. Blaise was annoyed that Draco had dragged him away from his newest conquest to go on a night out in muggle London.
"Draco, it's fucking freezing. What the fuck are we doing here?"
"We've come for a night out, stop complaining you tart!"
"Complaining? I could be back at home entertaining a lovely young woman who will do just about anything to please me, and you're wondering why I'm complaining? Instead of lying on my back on my way to heaven I'm currently freezing my bollocks off on my way to a muggle pub!"
"Look, if it's still shit in an hour or two you can fuck off home, I'm sure she'll still be delighted to come around. Best of both worlds eh mate?"
"Fine, but are we fuck going in that pub. It's empty except for some ginger bird and her mate!"
Ten minutes later the group of men were still ribbing each other over a pint of lager, much to Blaise's obvious distain, he being a big fan of fire whiskey. The group of men were on a dubious "Muggle stag do" in celebration of Draco Malfoy's up and coming nuptials to one Astoria Greengrass
A couple of hours later as the last call bell sounded they stumbled out into the street and headed to the club they'd passed on the way. Blaise noticed the ginger girl again and thought there was something familiar about her, but shook it off surmising that he wouldn't know anyone in muggle London. Why would he, after all?
Hermione paid the £10 entrance fee for her and Ginny to get into the club, she was climbing the stairs up to the bar and dance floor when she noticed that Ginny hadn't follower her.
"Gin?"
"Sorry, I thought I saw someone but I don't think I did… Who would I know in muggle London anyway?"
Hermione rolled her eyes at Ginny's derision of muggle London and continued to climb the stairs, Ginny followed just as a certain blonde man walked through the door.