Bewitched Vodka
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So following Elizabeth down the small-towns street was interesting, it meant I could stare at her amazing legs, when we walked into the café, I realized Elizabeth O'Connor had an amazing body. She was beautiful and talented but her life was going to be wasted on something she didn't truly like because of the stupid marriage. She'll end up being something boring, something mindless, like Magical Accounting, it was challenging but boring and a little too stressful. I started to listen to her again.
"...and Paddy used to tease me that he would have to get on his knees to even..." she paused, from both talking and walking for a moment, I stood beside her now, I glanced down at her slightly tanned freckled face again "..To even make eye contact" she lied grinning at me. I wondered if she was this easy to read every time she lied.
"I think they're working on a potion for under sized people but I doubt 5ft2 really counts" I teased her, she pouted playfully, making me notice her soft, pink lips, not good George! Stop it. "So these shots ?" I asked hoping my mind would remember that Elizabeth was underage, even if she looked and acted older, she didn't like me just as much as I didn't like her because of the stupid forced marriage.
"In the back" She explained walking pasted all the mellow, Greens, Yellow and Cream walls of the small busy café threw a narrow brown wallpapered corridor into the bigger, more bar-like, Purples, Bloods reds, and midnight blues area with pool table included, it wasn't busy but it was early.
Elizabeth smirked at me as she sat down on the high, bar stool while I stared around. "Sexy right?" I flicked my eyes to her forest green ones, not saying anything stupidly, staring at her leg for a moment too long, what did she think was sexy again? "The Bar" she helped a pink tint on her cheeks.
"Defiantly" I grinned sitting beside her "I hope the drinks are just as good" I looked to the huge supplies of bottles and glasses behind the bar. I think there was every drink ever made there right in front of me...
"Oh trust me, they are! I come to this bar when I need a good session, once I came to this bar for of my old friends' Silver's, 17th, Went out-of-control but it was defiantly a good time" She smirked. Giving the bar man a hand signal he smirked and nodded.
"Good to hear" I eyed the sixteen year old, she seemed older, my age even, how was she even invited to a 17th birthday of an old friend? To a muggle bar of all places.
"It's magical you know" She added picking up to beer mates and placing them in front of us "The front is muggle, but the bar entrance brings you out to an street in Diagonal Alley, you can only find this place if you've been before it hidden in some side street" she shrugged "Oh, and my parents don't know about this so shush" she put her perfectly polished fingers to her lips playfully smiling at the bar man as he came over.
"Ivy! Princess! It's been too long!" The bar tender blew a kiss to Elizabeth.
"Dude two months break from your dump was needed after that session" She winked the man fake hurt, placing four shouts in from of the two of us and two small glasses of what looked like beer or cider.
"And who's your handsome friend? Princess" The bar tender smirked at me eying me up and down, It felt weird.
"George, Mike the bar tender slash owner of the Mellow Café. Mike, George the very straight man" Elizabeth introduced, laughing I took Mike's hand and shoot it, he had a weak handshake.
"Straight! No fair Princess you get the good ones!" he frowned deeply "And b.t.w I know who you are Mr. Joker, I may live in that little town out there but I have a magical door can open and go to Diagonal Alley whenever I want." The gay man boasted.
"So how does that work?" I asked grinning, thinking about having secret passages in the shop to confused costumers and our friends.
"Dude, magic look it up, we like learned it in Drumstrang on our 4th year right Princess? Most people don't care for Illusion charms but they're the best! I've advanced my door Illusion so I can closed the charm when the bar is closed and open it whenever. But the normal one you should find in a good few books" Mike explained smiling brightly. Elizabeth laughed loudly her finger following the end of the glass.
"Nice try" She breathed out "Don't listen to the gay boy, he got his sister to charm the entrance and it's timed to go off and he has a switch over there by the cash box. The silly blond even had it labeled OPEN and CLOSED so he wouldn't't forget" Mike frowned at Elizabeth while she smirked wildly at her friends.
"Party Pooper! And let's see you remember what way a very important switch says when your completely hammered and exhausted from a long day of manual labor" Mike countered grinning widely.
"Manual Labor my arse" Elizabeth laughed, there was a bell from the other side of the bar "Looks like you're wanted out there stud" Elizabeth teased.
"Shush you and drink your shots! And I'm not even going to lecture you about taking these babies at two in the day. At lease it's after noon this time"
"It was Hangover central that day!" Elizabeth called to him just before he disappeared around the corner to the café. I chuckled in my seat "You ready Mr Joker" She teased "On the count of three" She grinned "One"
"Two" I chuckled picking up my first shot
"Three!" Elizabeth smirked picking up the two of them and down one before the other then quickly grabbing the beer glass and started to down it. Eye's wide open I quickly snapped out of it and dumped the shots in the beer glass and started to down it as well. We finished at the same time. The beer was not a beer, I'll tell you that. My throat burned all the way down, I hadn't had something that strong in a long while.
"What was that" I gasped down while Elizabeth slid the glasses over the bar, she grinned at me.
"I honestly don't know, I have a thought that maybe the bigger glass is a vodka bewitched to look like beer and the first shot is illegal in Hogsmeade, that's all I got out of Mike about the shots" she grinned, My jaw dropped a glass of bewitched vodka? She stood up and grabbed her handbag "I hope you didn't plan on working later, your boss would be very upset to see you come in under the influence of alcohol" She teased.
Standing up and pulled out a few gallons and left them on the table for Mike "Oh the greatness of being my own boss" I chuckled following Elizabeth back out threw the café sending Mike a nod of thanks before adventuring towards the sweet shop. The air was nice and refreshing.
"So what is your favorite type of sweets?" Elizabeth asked twirling around so she was facing me, wondering when the drinks were going to hit me I smirked down at her.
"Chocolate then Bert box flavored beans" I stated "Just cause you have to be brave to try em" I grinned joking.
"Pluh-lease! A three year old can eat them they're not scary! I've never had a bad flavor once" She grinned her eye's wider than earlier, she was excited I guess, and slightly tipsy from her drinks.
"Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it!" I stated, she pushed open a white door to a small shop and the smell of sugar hit my nose making my head spin slightly.
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The sweet shop looked the same as before. The walls were still the sick colors of pink and baby blue, plastic boxes were lined on top of each other on the walls and shelves, hundreds of different colored sweets waiting to be bought. Black candy, blue gum, stripped bon bons, gob-stoppers in loads of different sizes & colors.
George was over in the bon bon corner looking at some neon Green bon bon, there were called snow white and they tasted like sour apple, Mrs. McCann told me it was called that because of the muggle fairy tale Snow White.
This shop was the only muggle shop Lorraine liked as a child, my parents had been going to the 'Golden Sword' a long time, and they'd gone through seven new head chefs and three renovations.
"Where are the chocolate frogs?" George asked grinning over at me "I've got a craving for some chocolate" he walked towards me with a very full bag of all different colored bon bons. I smirked laughing at him.
"It's just a sweet shop" I explained showing him a bar of dairy milk chocolate "Have you never tried the muggle sweets? They're really really good" I stated showing him my own over flowing bag of sweets and lolly pops.
"You've got yourself a sweet tooth Miss. O'Connor" George teased opening another plastic bag for the sweets and filling it with random shaped jellies. "Lucky for me I can say Fred will eat some for me"
"And I don't have ten siblings who won't smell McCann sweets?" I asked eye brow raised "The triplets will murder for the contents of these bags" I grabbed some of my own chocolate bars greedily.
"You've got an addiction" George laughed.
I felt myself become light headed and the grin was not going to be leaving my face anytime soon. Looking over at George fill some more bags I grinned brighter, it would take George longer to feel the drinks since he was bigger and ate more during lunch. "Maybe we shouldn't buy all these sweets" He said chuckling walking back over to me with three huge bags of loose sweets and four extra packet sweets. I spotted Skittles, the original and the sour packets, Smirking at his impulse shopping. I laughed when he grabbed a packet of mints and glanced out the window.
And standing there looking awful innocent was both our mothers, who both quickly looked at the statue in front of the twos library opposite the street. I knew they would follow us it was just how my mother would act, and she'd get Mrs. Weasley to follow her, she was good at tricking people to do things. Sighing yet still smiling I pretend to look for more sweets. I wished that the small didn't have to grow into a hot spot of rich muggles and magical family over the last few years making my mum think it was all right to be seen walking around it.
"George" I called him over he smiled down at me happy with his bags of sweets, I didn't match his huge amount but I still had a lot. "The parents are watching us through the window" George looked out the window while I walked to the counter. "I think they want a show" I giggled, not very me but I was tipsy after all.
"I don't care if they're watching us, I'm used to the stares being the owner of a thriving shop and all." He shrugged and put his sweets on the long counter eyeing some more of the gum and lollys. "But how about I buy your sweets for you if you're worried we're not entertaining enough for the pair of them" He grinned, I put my bag down beside him.
Smiling I was just about to say that wasn't very necessary when Mrs. McCann came out for the first time. I guess her bell was broken for the door.
She was wearing a flower pattered dress and a black apron looking. She was always here, Dylan and Darren swore that when they were younger (and best friends) that they snuck to the sweet shop during a dinner at the 'Golden Sword' and Mr. McCann, her husband, helped them. None of us believe them. Mrs. McCann was a 50 something year old who took over the shop after her own mother when Lorraine was still a child and I wasn't even born. She was nice and knew all my family well; she had a great memory and never forgot any of our names. And even though she worked in a sweet shop her whole live after school she was averaged sized and was a good few inches taller than me and her hair was now died brown. She always had a smile on her face.
"Lizzie" She greeted me walking around the counter to look at me better "God, you've grown into a beautiful young lady!"
"Thanks Mrs. McCann, it's been far too long and I'm in need of a serious sugar rush. Oh and this is George Weasley" She gave me a quick look over again before turning over to George, smiling.
"I must say that I love your shop, Mrs. McCann" George grinned "Obviously Elizabeth and I are going to have some serious tummy aches later" He teased.
"Oh George Weasley from Weasleys' Wizard Wheeze's no doubt from Diagonal Alley" Mrs McCann made me grin, the shocked on George's face was enough to make me even happier, just because I said it was a muggle shop doesn't mean the owner wasn't magical. "Lizzie you've gone and gotten yourself a good one at last"
I blushed and George his hand clapping while laughing "We're only friends Mrs. McCann" He grinned at the aged woman "Things are a little complicated at the moment for us" He added as a afterthought, I nodded in agreement. "Now to more important matters" He said seriously "Why haven't you expanded to diagonal alley you'd make bomb of money" He asked an elbow on the counter and he spoke, he seemed to change into a business man in seconds before my eye's.
"Well I love this town, I grew up here, And in the last 15 years it's changed so much, for the better" Mrs McCann grinned at the pair of us with a creepy smile playing on her lips, looking over my shoulder she laughed "Why is your mother pretending to read a muggle newspaper, Lizzie?"
I rolled my eyes "Oh that" I half growled "She thinks that George and I are going to something out of character"
"Well she's defiantly out of character, when has she ever let any of her daughters come down here? Didn't you all used to sneak down here when you're supposed to be in the bathroom?"
"You'd be shocked how easy it was to climb out the bathroom windows" I smiled brightly "Shauna and I were the best of us at it, I've been told"
Mrs. McCann chuckled while she walked back around the counter. "Well I better tot this up for you two up so you can get back to your crazy lives"
"It's not that crazy" George countered "I just own a shop" Grinning he added a sour role of bubble gum to his pile.
"No offense Mr Weasley" Mrs McCann teased "But I was referring to the pretty blond at your side, I'm sure you've got some sort of competition to be getting ready for, if your anything like Lorraine, Dylan or Darren when they were your age" Rolling my eyes I shook my head 'no'
"My days of competition are over, besides it's not as fun when your family are too busy to come watch and cheer me on" I explained "I don't think they understand since they all had each other there"
"Hmm I can see how that could ruin the fun of it all for you" Mrs McCann smiled "so together or apart?" she smiled at us.
"Together-Apart" George and I said together.
"I said I'd buy it for you" George countered, looking over my shoulder and smirking before shaking his head, our mothers must be doing something odd.
"And I can buy it myself, really it's not a problem" I explained showing him my handbag.
"Seriously, I don't mind" George said pushing the two piles together. I smiled and looked down at the floor. "Could we get separate bags though" He asked Mrs McCann. I knew without looking she winked and nodded.
I seen George's hand tighten and loosen at his side, I looked up at his face he had a goofy grin on it and was swaying slightly, but you would only notice if you were looking for it, the drink at hit him. He glanced down at me after paying and handed me the one of the three bags. "Ready?" he asked, his sea blue eyes were foggy. I smiled brightly
"I'm always ready!" I grinned "Bye Mrs McCann and thanks for the memories" I gave her a quick wave while George walked to the door; I guess he must have said goodbye while I was zoned out.
Smirking up at George he winked at me and opened the door. Our mothers pretend to be just walking in our direction, both our fathers were sitting on a bench further up the street talking. The cold air didn't help the hole being 'tipsy' thing. I focused my eyes on the mothers while George gave them a quick nod before walking down the street to the men. My mother eyed my bag more than me her lips pursed something she did when she was unhappy with something she was trying all dinner to not let George see her to do it.
"I see George bought the sweets for you that was nice" Mrs Weasley began "He's always been a nice boy even growing up he just liked to mess about" she added as an after note. My mother smiled a forced smile.
"You didn't get any gum did you sweetheart, you know how disgusting it is?" She stated, folding her arms in front of her chest.
"George wouldn't let me buy it myself, and no mam I didn't get Gum" I lied softly, I don't know why I made my lie to obvious earlier about Paddy, I was better than that.
"George's a gentleman, and a gentleman always buys their ladies gifts" My mother stated smiling for real now "I just wanted to say good luck with Jamie tomorrow " She added giving me a hug "We'll be leaving soon, Think about the offer to come home before the school term sweetheart" She patted my hair, stepping back.
"Well lets go talk to the men before we have to all head back home" Mrs. Weasley smiled brightly at us. I nodded and walked behind the two women hiding my unsteady walk from everyone.
"Yes, I've heard Ireland going to do well again. Hopefully they'll be ready for the world cup" Mr. Weasley nodded. When I walked over I stood in-between George and my father. In case my mother catch the smell of alcohol, dad wouldn't notice since he was drinking during lunch.
"You got enough sweets to do you three years there hunnie" He teased me taking my bag and opening it then laughing, he must have seen the bubble gum that wasn't supposed to be there.
"Elizabeth, Arthur and I were talking and we'd love for you to come over for Sunday dinner some time, it always at two" My face that was still smiling when blank. Sunday dinner? In our home only family and partners were allowed to be at it, this was serious. Well George's family really couldn't be as bad as my own. "Maybe if this Sunday suited you could come by the burrow" She encouraged.
Thinking about it made my head spin a little; I had a concert planned for Saturday night with Theodore, that wasn't what I had planned to do for Sunday; Sleep, Food and go out with Blaise but was it really a good idea to stay up all night partying and then the day after to go to a important family gathering. I felt my mouth go dry in the thought of it all, But smiling brightly I nodded "I'd love to" I lied. And from the shocked look on George face I guess he believed it.
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