The brisk cold wind blasted Hermoine Granger in the face as she quickly scoured the street for any place to take shelter from the freezing temperatures. One small sign caught her eye. Wizard's Cup. It was a coffee shop that her friend Harry loved and always tried to get her to come along. He practically lived off their double shots of expresso. Deciding it was better than being stuck in the cold, Hermoine scurried into the small café. As she entered the door slammed behind her and she felt a blast of hot air. Taking her time to look around the café, Hermoine noticed how it had four quant tables, a bar to get the coffee from, and a small fireplace crackling in a corner.
"Enjoying what we've done with the place? Just redecorated because, you know, nothing says 'coffee chic' like another table." The barista joked as he cleaned a coffee mug. No one else was in the shop besides them so the man seemed to have no problem with raising his voice. He had red hair, a tall stature, along with mischievous features like his pointy ears and upturned lips. One look at the small tag below his collarbone said his name was Fred. Hermoine undid her coat as the Fred continued to speak.
"Woah ma'am. Not that you aren't beautiful but stripping is frowned upon in this establishment." Fred said and for a moment Hermoine didn't know if he was joking again until he grinned.
"I wasn't stripping." Hermoine retorted sharply as she sat in one of the café chairs near the fireplace.
"Really? So taking off your clothes isn't stripping?" Fred asked. He was being condescending, that much Hermoine knew.
"It was only my coat!" Hermoine protested before sighing. If he can't understand it's not her job to teach him.
"Okay no need to be so feisty. So what brings you down to this part of town? Nothing is around here besides a hospital, University, and this café." Fred said.
"I know that. I happen to be a student at the University. I'm training to be a doctor." Hermoine told him as her eyes scanned the sign above his head that had all the drink choices.
"Oh so if my heart stops because you're so beautiful you can restart it?" Fred asked her while clutching his left breast (AN I don't know what it's called on guys so I'm sorry).
"Why do people always think that's where the heart is?" Hermoine muttered to herself as she grasped his hand on his chest. She pushed it to towards center of his chest. "That's where the heart is."
"Thank you for that piece of information . . ." Fred trailed off waiting for her name.
"Hermoine. H-e-r-m-o-i-n-e. Make sure you spell it right on my cappuccino." Hermoine said before grabbing a five dollar bill and shoving it on the counter.
"Nu uh. My brother made a rule, no single females pay if we find them attractive." Fred waggled his finger as he expertly made the drink. At that comment Hermoine rolled her eyes.
"What does your brother have to do with anything?" Hermoine asked.
"In case you haven't noticed yet buttercup," Fred started before passing her a foamy cappuccino. Hermoine began to drink as Fred continued. "I own this café along with my brother, well he's actually my twin. We were going to call it Weasley's Wizard Wheezes but we saw it had no connection with coffee." Fred finished with a lopsided grin as he whisked away her empty cup. Honestly all Hermoine wanted to do was leave but it was still freezing outside.
"Why do all your names involve wizards?" Hermoine finally asked.
"We think this shop is magical obviously! Now about how you can pay me back for that cappuccino . . ." Fred rubbed his chin with his index finger and thumb in mock thought.
"You wouldn't let me pay! Remember?" Hermoine protested.
"That's not important," Fred waved off her argument. "How about you go on a date with me?"
"No!" Hermoine exclaimed.
"Ouch that stings Moine. Rejecting me so quickly? Here is my number, call me if you change your mind." Fred said, scrambling for a pen. After successfully finding one, he gave her a receipt with his information on the bottom. Deciding she would rather take her chances with the cold, she snatched the receipt and stalked out of the café. Fred watched her with a smile on his face.
"Isn't she just adorable?" He smiled to himself before he finished wiping up the counter and sat atop it.
It was going to be a long, boring day.