The Shadow Trio | Year 7: Running from the Light

Part 3 - Three Firewhiskies

The brisk, fall air encompasses my skin, which is prickled with goosebumps. I pull on my school cloak to cover the area of my arm that is exposed. I let out a sigh of relief when I see the Three Broomsticks only a few paces ahead of us. With a light jog, Sebastian advances a head of me pulling open the heavy, wooden door to the entrance.

"M' Lady" He politely says to me while bowing dramatically as if I'm Queen Victoria, herself.

I shake my head in annoyance at his cheeky gesture as Ominis replies behind me.

"Charmed."

The door slams shut behind us with a loud thud. The ambiance in here is the complete opposite as to what it was when we were outside moments ago. The warmth of the grand fireplace reaches all the way to the door at which we stand at. There is a floating quartet playing a soft melody, located on the right side of the Inn. The caramelizing smell of the foaming butter beer welcomes itself into my nostrils, a scent that is all too familiar even when approaching the Three Broomsticks from outside.

The Three Broomsticks Inn is in every way, the complete opposite to her lousy competitor, Hog's Head Inn.

There are only two or three tables currently in use which means we luckily get our pick of location.

"Quiet night tonight. Usually it's packed in here by now." Sebastian says while scanning over the tables.

"It's still reasonably early." Ominis replies with a shrug.

"Oh look, bars empty. Let's go order our drinks." Sebastian says enthusiastically while eagerly making his way to the bar.

"Hello Mr. Sallow and friends." Sirona greets us with her typical humble smile.

"It's been a little while since I've seen you three all together in here."

It's true. To curve Sebastian's little drinking problem last year, we avoided going to places that served alcoholic beverages all together. We took one reckless activity and replaced it with another one entirely, night time trips to the Forbidden Forest.

Sebastian crosses his toned arms and leans against the bar casually, presenting himself in a flirtatious manner.

"Good evening, my fair lady." He greets her with a wink.

He continues, "Yes. Well... we've been a bit busy saving the world and all."

Ominis chuckles sarcastically at his friend's arrogance.

As Sebastian slides his elbow's deeper in the counter, Sirona does a double take at his battered face. Sebastian's nostrils now take on a dark, burgundy hue as the blood on his face has completely dried. I really wish I carried a Wiggenweld potion on me tonight, but didn't think I needed to considering we were simply going to a Ravenclaw party. Sebastian Sallow never ceases to surprise me.

"Merlin's beard, Sallow. You took a good hit tonight, are you alright?" Sirona questions.

Sebastian lets out a low chuckle.

"Yes, my dear. You should see how I left the other bastard."

Sebastian raises both of his fists in front of his face, mimicking the brawl he just participated in. From behind me, I can feel Ominis's comforting touch on my arm.