"It would have been adorable." Lucy agreed, giggling at the image of a first year her and Katie together. At the question, Lucy smiled at the memory. "She was a Ravenclaw prefect, a seventh year. I had just gotten off of the train and she was helping round us up. She was amazingly beautiful and just so in control and confident. I saw her robes and the colors and I prayed that I would be in Ravenclaw too." Lucy told her story of her first infatuation with a girl. "All of first year I looked up to her so much. And she was so nice. She's still a bit of a role model for me."
"Who was yours?" Lucy asked with a questioning raised brow.
Lucy smiled to herself in triumph. It seemed she was having the exact effect that she had wanted on the Gryffindor."Oh, you'll what?" Lucy teased. She could be quite the tease when she was tipsy.
Lucy grinned and got the bartender's attention once more and ordered two shots of the strongest whiskey they had. Once the bartender set down the shots in front of them, Lucy picked them up, giving one to Kaite. "Whiskey, to do homage to your country."
Smiling, she clinked the glasses and gave a traditional Italian cheer. "Evviva!" She cheered happily and giggling before she took the shot, feeling the burn of the whiskey as it warned her stomach.