A large wizard in black robes with a big W and a cauldron on the front held out his hand. Charlie dug his tickets out of the tight back pocket of his pants and handed them over. He checked their tickets and handed them back. "That way," he said, pointing behind him.
"Thanks, mate," Charlie said before taking Penny's hand and starting back toward their seats. "Of course we won't really be sitting. You can't sit at a Sisters concert."