"Gotta take a risk occasionally," she laughed, pausing to wait for him. She was a Gryffindor who liked to take risks, though how much of that was her original nature and how much had grown since she'd been bitten was sometimes unclear, though she'd always been very brash. She pushed open the door just ahead of him and waved at the bartender, exchanging greetings in a fashion that showed she wasn't a stranger here. "They've got some good pub food here," she told him. "And they make good drinks."
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