"Viktor," Hestia said with surprise as he approached the bar. She couldn't hide her surprise, or the fact that she was incredibly happy to see him. Hestia had finally done what she knew she had to do, and she'd never really been more miserable. Seeing Viktor reminded her of how much she actually did care for him, he meant a lot to her, but she knew it wasn't right to be with him if it put him in such a problematic situation.
How had she been? Well, she'd recently broken into a professional quidditch player's home with Remus, stunned the home-owner into unconsciousness when he returned home, and then treated the man at the hospital. She couldn't tell Viktor that, just the way that she couldn't tell him about how much she missed him. "Good evening to you as well," she said as she turned to face him. "I'm doing fine, I just got off work for the night."
Hestia took a sip of her wine. "How are you doing?" she asked, trying to appear nonchalant.