Who: Hestia Jones, Fred Weasley, Roger Davies and George Weasley What: Forgotten birthday drinks and fun When: Following this entry, Friday evening Where: WWW Rating/Warning: Who knows, man. PG13?
This probably wasn't the best of ideas, Hestia reasoned. However, as she tied the strings of her cloak around her neck and readied herself to Apparate, she realized that she didn't have much to lose. If there was ever a way to cure the slight mood that Hestia found herself in, a friendly drink at the twins' shop would be enough to do so. Perhaps it helped that there might have been a rather attractive and friendly bloke there as well.
He was partially why such a trip wasn't a good idea. A small pop! sounded in the dark streets as Hestia appeared just on the edge of the block near the WWW. It wasn't nearly as cold as it ought to be as she headed toward the shop. She noticed that most of the lights on the streets were out save for the WWW and the figures she could see from the windows were familiar to her as she sped up her gait.
Moments later, she pushed open the front door and smiled as the bell rang upon her entrance.