"Wait!" she hissed again as she was quite literally being pulled away from the bar. She broke free of her brother and likewise downed her drink, before turning back to him.
"Alright, but let's not be too hasty. Probably knows we're coming, the bastard."
As they reached the door, she pulled our her wand. "Keep an eye out," she whispered. Part of her knew this was foolish, chasing after someone who was likely waiting. But she honestly didn't think he could best the two of them, and even if he did manage to hex one, he'd have to contend with the other. Assuming, that is, that he managed to catch one of them. They were better duelers than that.