Harry opened the creaky old door, that was in desperate need of oiling, and walked into the three broomsticks. Ron and Hermione walked in behind him, hand in hand, anflop lowers Harry to the lay free table. Ron reminded Harry that it was his turn to buy drinks so Harry begrudgingly got up and made his watoto the bar. An elderly Madame Rosmerta called "what you having' love?"
"three butter beers please!" Harry replied and turned to look at Hermione and Ron. They were so happy together. They we're just so amazingly different now they were together. More, well, happy! Harry's eyes scanned the room to see if there was anyone else he knew.
To his left he saw a group of teachers, then he saw Dean thomas, surprisingly alone, and the rest, just random customers.
He handed over some coins and collected the drinksoff te counter. He turned around and bumped into Ginny. "sorry sorry" they both hastily harrys coins flew out his pocket. He put his drinks down, and ginny hers, and started to pick up the several coins of the floor. They both went to pick up the same coin; their hands touched; their heads lifted and they found themselves staring into each others eyes.
As they rose, Harry picked up his drinke and ginny handed him his coins.
"keep them" he said. Ginny blushed. " do you want to come and sit with us?"
"sorry Harry" she picked uP her drinks "I'm already here with someone"
"oh that's fine, laters" Harry walked off more unhappy than before, and sat down, noticing Ginny sitting down with Dean Thomas in the corner; snugglimg into his arms,and kissing him.
"do they HAVE to do that in here?" complained Ron.
