Viktor had, had to spend an inordinate amount of time chasing a snidget around the museum. The damn bird had gotten loose and he hadn’t wanted to risk hurting it with a stunner, so instead had been running around with a net with an elongated handle. Several hours later, the bird was back in the aviary and he was exhausted.
Leaving the museum, he debated going to the muggle pub he had been frequenting but he really wanted some elf made wine and the Leaky was the most convenient place for finding it. When he entered the inn, his eyes immediately fell on a dark headed woman at the bar. Sighing he walked over, better to get it over with now than chance a scene later on. The break up had not been something he agreed with but Viktor was not the type to force himself on anyone.