Terence & Silviya & Marcus (finally!)
Marcus's sister Flavia had shown up at his house an hour before brandishing two tickets for the charity event at the Leaky Cauldron and essentially ambushing him into attending. Well, it was a free dinner and he hadn't really seen a lot of Flavia lately since she had avoided him and taken to calling him Mr Grumpy Knickers. This was actually one of the more flattering nicknames that she had given him over the last few decades and he could understand why she wouldn't want to be in close proximity to him when he'd been so... depressed.
After she shouted outfit suggestions to him through the bedroom door, tersely correcting him when he'd gone for a pair of shoes of which she didn't approve, Flavia had given him a nod of approval, shoved a pocket square into his blazer and then complained that they were going to be late.
He already needed a little physical space from her overwhelming Flavia-ness when they arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. Marcus asked her if she wanted a drink, to which Flavia said yes but didn't elaborate as to what exactly she wanted, which was fairly typical of her when she got excited about things like parties. As he strolled up to the bar, he hesitated. It was busy in the pub and there was only one clear space along the bar where he could order... right next to Terence and Silviya. He couldn't just ignore Terence, either.
"You know, I think there's some mistletoe over there," Marcus remarked nodding towards a well-positioned sprig that was currently unoccupied.