Ernie & Open
Ernie took out his wand to spell a few lanterns that hung around the patio, making them shift colours like a neon sign - yes, the poor boy had a terrible neon addiction, but he so loved the look. With a grin, he stepped back and looked them over with satisfaction before taking up his glass of wine.
He looked up and sighed at being unable to see many stars - that was city living, of course. His one saving grace was the high walls of the patio, as it meant that Muggles couldn't see into his sanctuary (there was also a screening ward placed above it so those on upper floors of nearby buildings couldn't see inside either - to them, it looked like the tar roof of a garage or some such thing).