Justin Finch-Fletchley (pl_justin) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-01-24 00:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 january, justin finch-fletchley, ron weasley |
Who: Justin and Ron
When: Saturday Night
Where: The Hog's Head
What: Well, they're kind of temporary family now...
Rating: Probably some swearing. It's Ron.
Justin found it hard to believe that it was nearly two weeks since he'd started training with the aurors, over three since the explosion at Hogwarts, and more than five since he'd started seeing Percy. Maybe time heals all, he thought, and while his thoughts still drifted to Anthony, they were somewhat muted these days, a soft-paining kind of regret. He really needed to talk to Ant soon, see how he was doing. Check in. Reconnect.
Well, if Anthony was at the Hog's Head, he would do that, Justin thought as he walked in. He needed to relax, unwind, have a drink and kind of forget everything else for a bit. It was crowded as usual, because what else was there to do in Hogsmeade as the day grew later, and there were only two pubs. There was an open stool at the bar, and he took it, and realized a little belatedly that the shade of red hair on the patron next to him was a bit too familiar. It was that special kind of Weasley red, and it belonged to Ron Weasley.
Well, nothing for it now.
Justin raised his hand to order a drink, lowering it when Aberforth aknowledged him with a friendly glare. "'lo there, Ron. How's it going?" He asked, super, super casually. "Looking dapper as always, mate," he added with a little half-smile. The charming one.