Neville entered the pub, to be confronted by the Leaky Cauldron in full Valentine's Day glory. He almost turned around and walked straight back out again. He had got his Gran to babysit for a couple of hours while he had a break from the twins, and the last thing he had really wanted was such a blinding reminder of how much he was missing Luna.
Still, the bar was serving alcohol and he swiftly ordered himself a pint of the Leaky's special cider. It was coloured pink tonight, but thankfully just as alcoholic as it usually was