Who: George and Alicia What: Shaking off the day Where: Finnigan's Common Room When: 6-ish Rating: SFW [language, maybe? ]
It hadn't been the worst of days, but George was certainly having trouble finding the silver lining. Little blonde shop-girl quit on her second day after the Venomous Tentacula cutting behind the counter had pinched her backside. Screaming mother waving her bleeding child at him; the youngster had nicked Nosebleed Nougat and a No-Nose sweet, and had been hemorrhaging from his non-existent nose. At least nobody had left during the chaos without paying, which was something.
So now George sat, alone at a corner table, with a glass that was dangerously close to empty and a section of the paper to discourage idly chattering strangers. He gestured for a refill and started mentally filling in the crossword.