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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey (_alicia_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

As much as Alicia could complain about Quidditch players and their diva attitudes, she was thrilled to be back with the team during today’s session. Along with the other Healers, she watched as the players flew, making notes to see what to pay extra attention to, and afterwards the rundown of this year’s Arrows team. This was going to be a good season, at least she had good feeling about it; only one Beater had been replaced and of the very few injuries they had, a broken pinkie was the worst of it.

Afterwards she had stopped by the office, to Owl out the tickets she had gotten for tomorrow’s match, along with instructions for the two families on how best to get to the Pitch in Appleby. Glancing down the street, she paused for a moment. The twins wouldn’t be back from their trip to Nanna’s house until tomorrow, so maybe a drink or two wouldn’t hurt.

So, having made her mind up, Alicia went inside, and almost immediately spotted a very familiar crop of red hair in the corner. She stopped by the bar, and once she had her glass of red wine, she went to the corner and sidled up the table. “Excuse me, sir,” she said, “this seat taken?”