Hermione was walking down the street of Diagon Alley. She fancied a pint. Everyone was looking at her in awe. The Battle of Hogwarts had taken place days before and the Golden Trio was getting a lot of unwanted attention *ahem* Rita Skeeter!
She pulled open the bar door and sat down. "Pint, please Tom." said Hermione. About a half hour later. Hermione had five empty pint glasses around her. This creep was trying to chat her up, but he would just not take no for an answer. Hermione was
too drunk to notice that in the other corner an hooded figure was watching her. The creep took her hand and tried pulling her back to his. She tried to pull back. He was just too strong. "Expelliarus!". A flash of light flew across bar at him
and he flew across the room.
The hooded stranger came over and sat down next to Hermione. Hermione was extremely drunk now and she couldn't stand up. The stranger order a few pints and drank them really fast. He was getting a bit drunk now too. It was a while until he made contact
with Hermione.
"Do you want me to bring you home?" The stranger asked.
"Sure." Hermione replied, slightly slurring. "Where do you live?"
"I have a flat in London…" she replied.
"Okay. Let's go!" He held her hand and they apparated off.