It had been dark for about 4 hours by the time Liam and Caleb found it in themselves to get up and go out. They apparated to Diagon Alley and from there found their way to the new club simply by following it's outrageously loud music.
"Aww, Merlin," Liam groaned when they rounded the final corner and found a line to get in that stretched off into the distance before them. Caleb winced as well, before he started walking up to the back of the line. As they passed the club's doors, he saw the bouncer was a close friend, a guy who normally did their other favourite haunt, TheDrunkPixie.
"Hey, JD!" he called out as they passed, causing the powerfully built guard to look up from the line in front of him and grin widely.
"Liam! Cal! Still can't tell you the fuck apart!" The twins laughed, especially when the Muggle curse was lost completely on all the wizards in the line who heard the exchange.
"What you boys doing out here?" JD asked cheerily.
Liam nodded towards the flashing 'Dragon'sLair' sign, "We had hoped to get in there, actually. Didn't know every wizard north of the equator would have the same idea."
JD laughed, "I meant to tell you boys about it, but I to be honest, I completely forgot. This here's my club! Not funded by me, of course, but I'll pay 'em back eventually. I'm running the show, though, and seeing as you're old friends, you guys can come straight in."
This caused angry exclamations from just about everyone already in the line, but JD just growled at them: "If YOU'D given me a place to live when I was broke, YOU'D be goin' in!"
The Lark twins couldn't help but grin, but ever the sensible one, Cal looked at the bouncer; "You sure, JD?"
The big man nodded, "'Course I'm sure, boys."
The twins nodded in thanks and went towards the door, but then JD stopped them.
"Oh, and boys? The motto of this fine establishment is 'Havefun,meetpeopleandNEVERgohomealone'"
Caleb smirked as Liam burst out laughing and clasped JD's shoulder as they walked into the fray.
The bright lights assaulted their eyes, but made them smile as they stepped inside. Caleb nodded towards the bar and asked, "Deoch?" Liam nodded and mumbled, "I'll find a table", whilst staring intently at a spot across the room. Caleb followed his eyes and couldn't help but laugh when he saw his brother was staring at a very attractive redhead lounging across the room.
He shook his head with a chuckle and put a hand on his brothers shoulder, before wandering over towards the bar
George was glad they'd funded JD's new club. Even if it'd sucked, he was still a family friend so they'd be nice, but it was so much easier now that it was awesome, even on it's Opening Night the line was streets long. There was a wrap around bar on two of the walls and a massive dance space in the middle. Around the other two walls there was a mixture of circular tables and coaches, some hidden by drapes, others with hilariously odd Muggle chairs that seemed to be an endless sense of amusement for the wizards and witches lucky enough to get in tonight.
The bright lights were flashing brilliantly on the smooth (but strengthened) glass floor and the deep reds and purples JD had chosen for the walls and furnishings were perfect. George looked around and was pleased to see that all of the people (he thought there were 100 maybe?) looked happy and comfortable. The DJ was playing an eclectic mix of the newest Wizarding and Muggle songs and the effect was perfect.
Not to mention, the flashing lights made his outfit of tight Muggle 'skinny-jeans' and a half-undone dark purple shirt look awesome. Plus, he kept up with the Muggle music so he knew pretty much every song. It'd be better if Fred hurried up with the drinks though. He slid his wand out of the invisible cuff that kept it on his wrist and pressed the tip into the tattoo on his wrist. Freddie, he projected, Hurrythehellupwiththedrinks.He slid his wand back and waited for an answer. A second later Fred's annoyed answer of Shutthefuckup,loner came back and George laughed, leaning back.
George was very comfortable sitting in one of the half-secluded lounge areas, with his head leaned back, his eyes shut and his foot tapping along with the music when he was pulled out of his own music by a presence near. He opened one eye, expecting Fred, but what he saw was most definitely not his brother.
A tall, dark haired man of about 27 was standing looking at him appreciatively.
"See something you like?" George mumbled as he opened both his eyes, but didn't sit up properly to greet his new friend… his new, impeccably dressed friend, he couldn't help but notice.
The man smirked a bit and nodded, running his eyes over George's chest again, before returning to stare straight at his eyes. Arrogant wanker, George thought, but still, he has a reason to be... and I think I've done a very similar action to strangers in the past so maybe I shouldn't judge… George told himself to shut up. The other man was incredibly attractive with tousled dark hair and chestnut-coloured eyes. George figured that if he'd been thoroughly checked out, he had a right to do it back so he ran his eyes over the newcomer. Ok, the guy was muscular, George noticed, but not in that ridiculous way that some guys are these days.
Finished with his looking, George looked back to see the man smiling a bit more openly now.
"You going to stand there all day or come and sit?" George asked.
The stranger sat down across from George and leaned back to get comfortable.
"And you are…?" George pressed, feeling like an idiot for even indulging this annoying guy.
As if the other man could read his mind, he smiled widely, flashing white teeth before saying, "Liam. You?"
…Of course his name is something like Liam, George thought, before the other side of his mind responded with, 'what kind of a name is Liam anyway?'.
"I'm George," he said, once again struck by how bloody attractive the other guy was.
"You look like a George," Liam said, nodding. George noticed he had a slight Irish accent on some words. "You also look like a Weasley."
George felt his eyes flash as his wand slipped down a bit into his hand. "What does that mean?" he pushed out between gritted teeth.
Liam saw his look, but only smirked in response. "So you are. There's nothing wrong with that, you know. Maybe you should see someone if you're that unhappy about your own bloody name."
George was still vaguely tense, but he couldn't help but notice and smile at the world 'bloody'.
"Muggle words from you? What's your story?"
Liam shrugged, "Been to a lot of places, picked up a lot of words… Seen a lot of guys, achnoirmhaithleatgoleor." He smiled widely at George who shook his head, but grinned a little.
"I don't wanna know what you just said. But I like you for some odd reason. Do you like Quiddich?"
Liam nodded enthusiastically and the conversation from then on was easy as pie.
Caleb liked the club as soon as he walked in, but he loved it when he saw the bar setup. It was massive and even though he wasn't a massive drinker, he understood that it was a pretty important part of a club. He went over, leant his forearms on the counter, and looked around.
There was 4 bartenders, but they were all busy so he was just surveying the club when a voice next to him said: "So… come here often?"
Caleb looked up to find a grinning redhead that looked oddly similar to the one his brother had been checking out, but figured it must just have been a trick of the lights.
Caleb smiled as he shook his head, "Seeing as it's opening night… no. I plan to come here often. I'm Caleb," he said, extending a hand.
A broader hand that his own came out to shake and the redhead, who was still grinning widely, said "Fred. And I'm glad you said that, because the only other person I've asked that tonight, said- and I quote- 'biteme'. I didn't think anyone actually said that in real life anymore."
Caleb laughed warmly, "Me neither."
The bartender came over to them then and addressed Fred before Caleb.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Fred. What'll it be?"
"Two of whatever's the best, please Jay, and whatever my new friend here wants."
The bartender- Jay- looked over at Caleb, who just smiled and said; "Whatever you give him is fine."
Caleb had smiled, but on the inside was a little disappointed because Fred ordering two drinks didn't bode well for him being single. Looking at his face, Caleb suddenly jolted with realisation of who exactly it was.
"Fred Weasley?" he asked in shock.
The man turned to him with a slight smirk, "If there are any other equally-attractive, flame-haired Fred's, I want them killed."
That made some of Caleb's nerves go as he couldn't help but laugh, but how, the photos in the paper didn't really look like him. Fred in real life looked much more normal and in some ways, more attractive. Caleb suddenly wondered something and couldn't help blurt it out: "Did you see the paper this morning?"
Fred laughed himself then, as he took the drinks from the bartender and nudged Caleb off the bar and towards the seating. "Yes, I did. I'm disgusted Parliament didn't pass the new orphan legislation."
Caleb followed Fred slowly but couldn't help saying, "Errr… not the bit I meant. That photo… was it you or your brother?"
Caleb could have slapped himself. As if it wasn't weird enough asking about it at all, of course he'd just had to bring up the shirtless thing.
Fred laughed even harder at that. "It was George, sorry to disappoint. Why don't you come sit with us?"
"Thanks, but I have to find my own brother…" he stopped walking as Fred did, almost running into him.
Caleb followed Fred's line of sight and saw what was an extremely odd image of someone identical to Fred completely making out with his own brother. His mind told him it was George, but still, the image was freaky.
Fred simply smirked. "That your brother?"
Caleb nodded. "Unfortunately, yes."
Fred kept walking towards the two, "That's how I feel sometimes too," he said with a grin.
Fred coughed loudly when they reached the table and when the two still didn't separate, Fred simply dropped their drinks with a loud bang to the table.
"George", Fred said, "I see you've made a new friend?"
George grinned at Liam and then at Fred, "Sexy, isn't he?" Then he noticed Caleb and burst out laughing. "Seems you've found one too, bro."
The two newcomers sat down and introductions were made between Liam and Fred and George and Caleb before conversation flowed again.
Fairly soon though, Liam and George were getting impatient and jumped up to dance- or rather to grind, as their brothers soon discovered.
Caleb looked vaguely embarrassed, but Fred just laughed before leading him out to dance as well.
Well, this has been an odd evening, Caleb thought as he danced with their new friends into the early hours of the morning.
Drink?: Deoch?
But none quite like you: achnoirmhaithleatgoleor