Claire & Peter B & Constantine
Truly the very best part of a night out like this was the fact that it got both Claire and John out too, and Peter was man enough to admit that he missed them both wildly. Sure Sirius was nice enough, but he wasn't either one of the people he liked best, just like he knew he was no substitute for Sirius' favorite one.
So when he saw Claire arrive he couldn't help the grin that lit up his face any more than he could help his own stupid waving as if the bar was loud enough or packed enough to warrant any such theatrics. But this was who they were now, people who waved at one another across a room.
Together with Sirius they got the bar in what felt like a good enough place so that he didn't feel like he was neglecting anything, Peter came around the bar after Claire and Bucky had made it close enough so that he could pull her into a hug, dragging her against him and breathing out a low sigh, "Have I mentioned how much I am not a fan of all of this?" He asked her, glancing over her head looking around for John too because if there was going to be a hug they needed to get him in on this too. Then they could both hear about how much he wasn't into any of this.