[Hogs Head] We're All a Bunch of Liars

[sunnidaiis]

Sunni walked into the Hog's Head silently, his dark eyelinerd eyes looking around the rather empty place, standing in the doorway stupidly making up his mind whether to stay or not. His pale hands fumbling with the ends of his dark black hoodie that hung baggily on his body. Finally after a few moments of thinking he walked in to the bar fully, his feet carrying him to it and placing himself on a barstool, ordering himself a beer, receiving a shifty look from the bartender before he handed him one. Sunni paying up before taking a long swig of the drink, letting the bottle hit the bar with a soft clink, his mind filling up with thoughts again when...

[Erys Grace]

..his mind filling up with thoughts again when...

Erys Grace vaulted herself over the counter, landing with a soft thud on the barstool next to him. She kept tabs on pretty much everyone in her house, and he was no exception. Her purpose here was, in truth, to get another beer to wash down her hangover with more alcohol, though as of now it hadn't given her much guff. Time would tell if the pain would return or not. Despite this, she had other priorities on her mind, such as finding this 'Sunni Daiis' boy and questioning him as to his relationship with Ashton. Were they together or something? Actually, she had no idea what was going on in his head, and though she didn't have the slightest interest as to what was running around in there, needing to know was a must. Why was he befriending 'Claws so personally? Sure, she was alright with Jeremy Wheller, but he was practically a Slytherin in his own birthright. Had no one else seen how he treated the pathetic Hufflepuff girl in the library? Pure, Slytherin genius. Even Erys was surprised.

Tapping her fingers against the counter, the animagus parted her full lips, drawing the bartender closer, "The usual." She demanded simply, but there was a smile on his lips. He went off nodding, at a lack of words, seeing as she was one of his regulars. This place had good drinks, despite its lack of cleanliness and nice decor. "So," Erys remarked, turning back to look at him, "You're Sunni." She said; a statement not a question. She knew who he was. Did he know who she was? Had her impressive accomplishments for her house not yet reached his ears? Best he do his homework before fraternizing with house royalty.

"If you dont mind me asking," Erys then began, knowing the fact that she didn't care if he minded or not was evident to him, "you and.. Whoever, from the other houses." She refrained from saying his name, "You befriend them. Why?" Shameful. Positively shameful.[/color]

[Angelique Juliette]

Damn it all she thought to herself. If one more boy came up to her and asked her if she was taken she would their members in a knot for all eternity. Why were they like vultures it wasn't as if she was a new student or something, it was simply that she hadn't been around for a while. They were all acting as if she was fresh meat and it was just ridiculous. She needed to escape after the last fool offered to curse a Gryffindork for her if she'd go into Hogsmeade with him. The only thing he happened to do was give her an inkling to go into the village. She knew that there she could get a firewhiskey something she had grown quite fond of. Her parents had a stash at home they were yet to realize it was half empty now. Angel enjoyed her days home alone too bad they ceased once she returned to school.

So now well it was as good a time as any to leave and have some frivolous fun. Only one place to do that, so walking into the Hogshead whom does she immediately spot. She was everywhere wasn't she. Erys full of Grace sitting at the bar with a boy Angel thought might be named Sunni though she wasn't sure since she hadn't spent much time in his company. Moving right over she took a seat next to Erys. "Everywhere I go there you are." As the barkeep approached she batted her lashes watching him blush a bit, she asked for her firewhiskey and graciously went to get it for her with no questions. Ah to be a pretty girl, men were so easy, it was pity but who was she to look a gift horse in the mouth. Receiving her drink she turned to look at her friend curious about what she just walked in on.