"Are you sure? Maybe you're just waiting for the right man to come and sweep you off your feet?" He suggested as he took another sip of his tea and set the cup down.
He leaned against the table, thinking back to his third year at Hogwarts. "It was my third year and my first trip to Hogsmeade. My friends brought me here and I just saw this really cute blonde girl behind the bar. She was wouldn't look at me though cause...well she was alot older. More mature. What did she want with some punk kid?"