Lisa was right. As the minutes passed, the mood in the venue was beginning to change. What started as a twitter of excitement was phasing over into something else. First it was just a few groups of people leaving here and there. Then it was people asking questions - the bartender, the wait staff, the manager of the club.
"Someone sent him an owl, telling him the Dark Mark was seen over his house." Kevin overheard someone say to their date. He wondered if they were talking about the young man and his friends who had just left.
"I heard something like that too, when I was fixing my makeup in the ladies loo. But they said that it had happened in Muggle London."
At the bar, patrons were closing out tabs, while other attempted to get one last drink before deciding what to do. A wizard in a violent green suit had pulled the manager aside. It was clear they were debating how to proceed.
"If the band has cancelled yet, I have a feeling they will be soon." Kevin turned to Lisa. "Something is definitely going."