Shandy

[natalia1]

The Hog's Head was about as sketchy as you could get in Hogsmeade. The floor was grimy and dirty, the wizards and witches were shady, the tables were unwashed. A truly revolting place to be. Though curiously, Anne found it homely. Here was a place people wouldn't try to talk to her. Wouldn't try to engage in conversation with Anne. Just what she liked out of a pub.

Anne ordered quite a mild drink, their finest shandy- which wasn't fine at all- and sat at the bar among the cloaked customers. She herself, was wearing a dark hoodie to blend in, although she was still the one to stand out in the population. Taking a sip, Anne leaned forward on the counter, and kept her gaze low, hoping no would make eye contact.

[kevin entwhistle]

Kevin often opted to come to the Hog's Head over The Three Broomsticks on his Hogsmeade trips. Not only because they weren't as concerned about under aged drinking (he still had a year to go himself) but because it was quiet. He fit right into this sort of place, not that he was shady, but that Kevin didn't have one of those glowing personalities that made people think he was the approachable sort.

Heading into the pub he nodded politely to an elderly wizard that had acknowledged his entrance before going to the bar. A girl sat in his usual seat, not blending in as well as she could have. A seat was just a seat though so Kevin didn't see any point in making a fuss about it. Instead he placed himself a seat over from the girl and ordered himself a single malt Scotch. For politeness' sake Kevin greeted her. "Good evening."