Megan Jones (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} hotcrossed) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg,@ 2014-09-04 20:57:00 |
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WHAT: Getting out of the house
WHERE: Finnigans, Common Room
WHEN: Thursday, after dinner with Hufflepuffs
RATING/STATUS: TBD/SFW, in progress
Megan loved being invited to Hannah's house for dinner. She wondered if the other witch sensed that she didn't want to invite her husband along, because she'd made it so easy to tell him that there wasn't any room for him at the table. Darby had pouted for only a moment and then decided he'd have a poker game with Horace Slughorn, Elphias Doge and some of the members of his hunting club. Megan breathed a sigh of relief.
But after a delicious dinner, Megan was walking down Monument Alley, not at all desirous to find her flat. She glanced at the watch she wore and frowned a bit. 8pm. If she went home, it would mean 4 incredibly long hours trying to make small talk with Darby and she didn't think she could manage. Instead, she glanced at herself in reflection of the watch glass, fluffed her hair, reapplied her lip gloss and headed to Finnigans.
Opening the door to the pub was like coming home-better than, because it was warm and vibrant and felt young and full of life. She walked confidently to the bar and ordered a champagne, the bubbles filling her head and making her forget everything other than the moment. She only needed a glass before she was heading to the dance floor to shake her ample rear and to forget that she was an old, married lady far before her time. Her eyes met someone across the room, and Megan smiled. It felt good to come to this home.