"Red hair." Gereth scoffed under his breath. He had nothing against the Weasleys but their were a 'family unit' and if you befriended one your were more than certainly pulled into the lot of them. Gereth gulped down the rest of his ale, "I'll take another too if you're going that way, Aberforth."
Gereth glanced over at Charlie's leg wondering how it happened but no enough to push waiting patiently Aberforth to bring him his next drink.