Walking into the old pub to collect some money out of gringotts, Mr Weasley saw Harry drinking his troubles away, sitting on a wooden chair in the corner of the dirty pub
"Evening, Arthur fancy a drink" Arthur looked over to see a smiling Tom who was holding up a bottle of firewhisky.
"Not today, Molly would kill me, say how long has Harry been here" He said nodding his head toward the dark haired wizard"
"Not too long, around 5 minutes" Tom said peering over at Harry
"How much has he had to drink" Mr Weasley asked, concerned about the boy he thought as his son.
"Just a fire whisky, but i suspect he's had more someplace else" he said shaking his head as he washed a glass
"I see "Mr Weasley was concerned, Harry was not known for drinking, especially as much as Tom had suggested. Walking over and taking a seat next to the intoxicated wizard.
"Hello, Harry" Mr Weasley greeted
"Evening" Harry slurred, still drinking, Mr Weasley could smell the alcohol on his breath. He knew it would be a useless attempt to try and get the young wizard to go home but still he could only try to muster with him.
"What brings you here on this cold night Harry" Mr Weasley asked watching as he took another sip of the fire whisky
"Meh, What are you doing here" he said not answering his question, Mr Weasley could tell that Harry was trying his best to act sober as if this was his first drink of the night
"Just going to Gringotts to collect some money for Molly, would you care to join me" Mr Weasley said losing his patience at Harry a bit when he shook his head.
"Don't you think you've had enough" Mr Weasley said anger rising up inside of him. Harry turned to face him and Mr Weasley could finally get a look of him, he was so incredibly thin and pale, his face looked blank of expression and his eyes looked dark. Harry shook his head again before taking another sip of his drink, giving up, Mr Weasley stood up and walked through to Diagon Alley.
Diagon Ally was a beautiful place, usually such a busy place, but tonight it was calm, Mr Weasley could only see a few witches and wizards in the street and a lot of them looked as drunk as Harry did in the Leaky Cauldron. Walking up the narrow roads, Mr Weasley finally saw the great tall building which was Gringotts.
Gringotts was quiet today only a few people were in it making transaction, striding up to the front desk, Mr Weasley could see an old goblin looking down at him with greedy eyes.
"I wish to enter my vault, please" Mr Weasley asked kindly, handing the goblin his key.
"Very well, Mr Weasley" The goblin hopped down from his seat and walked over towards a small door, Mr Weasley followed the small goblin down to the carts and sat down in one. Mr Weasley never liked the carts, even as a boy it made him feel sick as it span round and round into the pits below. Bill loved going down in the carts, he would practically beg to go with his father anytime anyone mentioned Gringotts, Charlie enjoyed the carts but Percy hated even setting foot in one, he would cry his eyes out anytime he was forced to go down one much to the pleasure of the twins who would tease Percy and Ron at any chance they got about the carts, Ginny was like Bill she loved spinning around in the cart and would laugh all the way down it. Finally reaching his vault, Mr Weasley took out a few galleon and sat back in the cart to experience the dreaded journey again.
Deciding to visit George, Mr Weasley set up across the road where a bright red building was standing, walking past the windows, which were covered with fake wands and extendable ears, Mr Weasley peered into see George packing up stock, knocking on the door Mr Weasley walked in.
"Hey Dad, what brings you here" George said still packing up boxes.
"I was just at Gringotts" he answered, shaking a small pouch of money.
"Did you go through the leaky cauldron, or apperated" George asked placing the box in the corner of the room where a whole pile of them lay.
"Yes, i did" Mr Weasley didn't know where this conversation was even going.
"Take it, Harry still there then" George said looking at his father. Mr Weasley nodded sadly.
"How drunk is he know, because when i saw him he was bad and i don't think he's there to sweep the floors, if i'm honest"
After chatting with George for 10 minutes. Mr Weasley decided to leave him in peace and get back home to Molly, walking back up the pub, Mr Weasley discovered that he was the only one on the street, most of the lights were out in the shops, and the owls outside Eeylop's owl emporium were hooting loudly from inside their cages, tapping the bricks with his wand, Mr Weasley entered the pub. Much to Mr Weasleys surprise, Harry was not sitting where he had left to, in fact Harry was not in the pub at all.
"Tom, where's Harry" Mr Weasley questioned
"Dunno, he just disappeared around 10 minutes after you left" Tom said as he gave a young woman a butterbeer.
"What do you mean, he just disappeared" Mr Weasley became extremely worried, Harry wouldn't just disappear and being that drunk he wouldn't know where he was. Tom just shook his shoulder and Mr Weasley walked out the door on a search for Harry.
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