Almost 10.00
"Of course she does," Sirius smiled. It wasn't sure that it would have been easy to pull wool over Ginny's eyes to this extent, particularly when the rest of her friends were so well informed. Besides, Sirius had nothing to gain in lying to Ginny to get here.
"Hermione," Sirius nodded, "Ginny had mentioned her name to me, and Harry has spoken of her. I didn't know that you two were a couple." He was fairly sure it was the girl he'd tried to chat up for a drink in the Leaky Cauldron, and whilst Hermione hadn't taken the bite he wasn't sure he should say that to Ron.
He grinned at Ron's almost practised account of why he was here. Quidditch for youths indeed; it was all an opportunity for the wizarding and muggle bigwigs to scratch one another's backs. Even if Sirius enjoyed the idea of integration, he couldn't help doubting that they were here for the children.
Sirius shrugged, "the girls are pretty much the same. The blokes are obviously a bit more fist orientated-" something he and James had loved. There was something cathartic about smacking your knuckles into flesh rather than the traditional drawing of wands. He realised Ron was probably speaking a bit more broadly than that and swallowed the last of his champagne, "I don't see anything wrong with them that isn't wrong with us."
He had to lean a bit close to Ron to hear everything he was saying, Ron's mutters weren't helping his blunted hearing.
"Any raves coming up in the next few days?" Sirius asked, assuming Ron was a lot more in touch with socialising than he was. Then he remembered Ron's comments of a few moments ago and realised the red haired man obviously didn't hang out with muggles, "or anything" he added, wondering what was held as a good wizarding time these days.