It was later in the afternoon when Rich finally closed the cover on the last contract he'd been working on and headed through the Leaky and over to the pub. He and his father has played an eighty cent drop in the Pound into a tidy profit and they'd bought another few properties. Then Richard had closed out a few deals in the Middle East and put some time into expanding his American business to compliment what Mils was doing in Belize. A thoroughly busy few weeks. At least the Muggle Ministry hadn't needed anyone else transported anywhere in a hurry. Now if Africa would just settle down...
So it was with an appreciative sigh that he took a few swallows of his black and tan and looked around the place for the petite redhead who had beat his catch of the snitch back in school.
"Ginny Weasley," he said softly when he'd tracked her down. "Mind if I join you? You sounded like you might need someone to talk to."