Who: Fera and Open to all (It's time to celebrate folks!)
What: A round for everyone!
When: Tuesday Febuary 4th, 9:30ish pm?
Where: The Three Broomsticks
Rating: SFW... I'm assuming.
Status: Ongoing
The absolute
exhilaration from winning a Quidditch match was something that Fera would never tire of. She was positively animalistic with the adrenaline pumping through her veins and there was no way she could go home just yet.
Her flying had been spot on, her well aimed bludgers had taken out two of the opposing Harpies and she wasn't entirely sure one of them would ever look quite the same. Not to mention the poor girl she had smashed into to create an opening for Ginny… that broomstick would never fly again.
So, trying to dispel some of her feral energy she had run a couple laps around the pitch before hitting the showers and making her way through Hogsmeade.
Small hands stuffed into her coat pockets, long hair loose and dancing in the wind, she darted into the pub and swore. “Bleeding bollocks but it’s cold out there…” If there was one thing she could be a slight pansy with, it was the cold.
She prowled up to the bar and lifted a brow as she leaned in. “Drinks are on me tonight… for
everyone.” That said she dropped a rather large sack of galleons atop the varnished wood.
As she removed her jacket, revealing the
rather stylish clothing beneath, she asked for several shots of firewhiskey for herself. Giving a satisfied little growl as the first one burned it's way down her throat.