Branwen was sitting comfortably in one of the many blue armchairs, and had her journal out, reading Penelope Clearwater's in-depth analysis of the Daily Prophet article, but she snapped it shut when Lucy arrived. There was plenty of time for worrying about that, and she had no doubt that she would - now it was time for relaxing with her best friend. And sweets.
She smiled brightly. "It's good to see you! It feels like it's been forever, and that's not a good thing." She gestured at the nearest armchair, which was fortunately unoccupied.