Deeply unbothered by the touch of grime that generally hung around the pub Charlie decided to grab a stool at the bar. Not right next to the other guy who was there and looking grumpy as fuck, but in talking distance just in case he felt like it.
He tossed some coins over for his drink and nodded his thanks when his drink arrived.
"Kids behaving themselves?" Aberforth asked at a grumble
"Yeah, few vicious snowballs thrown but nothing drastic," he said. "Not being Head of House makes it easier too." He did still deputise a bit if Neville was visiting family, but most things could usually wait. "Elves are still going all out on the food so once they've stuffed themselves and run around to wear off the energy they're mostly okay." That mostly covered the younger ones. The older students could get a bit inventive with mischief, but it rarely came up to the twins' standards so he wasn't too bothered.
"Goats alright?" he asked and got a positive grunt and a nod in reply.