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Angelina Johnson (angie_j) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"You'd think there would be. I'll be good though, I'm not going all the way to Hogsmeade just for alcohol!" She shrugged. It wasn't like she was actually planning to get banned from Finnigan's. She'd never been down Monument Alley before it had been forcibly refurbished so she had no idea about how the pub had been previously, but she could imagine well enough.

She nodded eagerly, she could understand that people might have issues about attending a Duelling club, but she had been mercifully lucky to not have encountered many effects from being a part of the battle. "I'm sort of waiting until I'm settled back into a training schedule again before I pile on yet another activity. My old coaches tended to despair a bit when I told them what I'd been up to." She'd even had some wages docked after confessing to one particularly hair-raising stunt. Well, bungee jumping was hair-raising in their eyes. She'd had a fantastic time. She was waiting to see how strict the Arrows coaches were before she got too crazy.

"Okay then," she said and stepped forward, taking hold of his arm and getting a verbal okay before apparating the both of them to the garage she'd found to store her bike in. Luckily there was a safe spot for apparating to so that no muggles got alarmed. She let go of Dominic again, whipping out her wand to spell a light on. "So, here's my beautiful bike," she said, gesturing to the currently cloth-covered bike that she always took good care of. It wasn't quite her pride and joy, that honour was reserved for her favourite broom, but it definitely had a place in her heart. She stepped forward and pulled the sheet off with practised ease, twiddling her wand to fold the sheet quickly into a neat square.