[Hogs Head] A weird coincidence

[Prof. Victoria Potter]

Clicket clack, clickety clack. Those were the sounds that could be heard echoing around the empty streets of Hogsmeade Village. It was a wonder where everyone got off to. The day wasn't nice perhaps others chose to stay in. She on the other hand had gone shopping in London and only just returned. She had needed a break and some stress relief for her there was no better way than with a little shopping spree. After she maxed out yet another muggle credit card she decided it best to high tail back. So now she there in the village walking with a purpose. After a good shopping trip she wanted a nice glass of firewhiskey to calm her nerves. She was still wondering how she was going to pay that latest bill.

Maybe in the nice quiet confines of the Three Broomsticks she could figure it out. Pulling open the door she stepped back as loud noises met her ears. Now she knew where most of the village had come to congregate. Shaking her head no she realized that would just not do, but now that she had thought about he firewhiskey she really wanted a glass. Where else left to go? Staring off into the distance she saw the sign for the Hogshead. Vicky didn't typically go in there for some reason she always preferred the three b's. Figuring she better just head back to the school she released the door she had still been holding and made to go.

Taking one step then another she suddenly stopped, she really wanted that drink so she turned and again you could hear clickety clack as she walked some more toward the Hogshead. Her calves began to protest her stiletto's rather high she had been on her feet for hours. She now needed a seat. Reaching and opening that door she was happy to see the place was quite empty. Bad for the owner but good for her. Taking a seat at the bar she waited for the barkeep to take her order, in the mean time she placed her 6 shopping bags down on the ground to the side of her.

[ripley]

Avoiding the large crowds in the Three Broomsticks was easy for Elias. He just went down the street to the Hogshead. Sure the place was rustic (dirty), and the people were quiet (vicious), but it had a nice feeling (that you might get cursed). However, Eli felt right at home in the Hogshead. The place had obviously failed to live up to the Three Broomsticks, just as Elias failed...everything he tried.

Eli walked down from the school, a light breeze causing him to wear his scarf and hat. His jeans feel lover his shoes as he walked along the dirt road of Hogsmeade. He sigh, his hands in the his pockets. The staff room was lonily, he was barely even noticed. Notthat had would be anymore noticed down at the pub, but it was better, because alcohol was involved to calm him down.

He walked into the pub, the usuals were in there. The sketchy bartender, the sketchy old woman/man in the corner, the sketchy hag at the bar, and a new face. A bright face. A clean face. A rather good looking face.

He looked over the piles of bags by her feet and smiled. Apparently she had a very good shopping day in London, judging from the tired look on her face and the muggle store bags she had. Elias as the muggle studies professor completely respect a witch who shopped in muggle stores. Besides, Eli had always thought it was more comfortable to wear jeans and a t-shirt then a set of heavy robes anyway.

Elias brought himself to sit at the bar, a seat in between him and the woman. Looking over at her, he recognized her as a Professor at Hogwarts as well. He couldn't remember her name, nor the subject she taught, but he knew she worked at Hogwarts it was a start. Eli smiled, he would try his luck. It wasn't like there was any chance of anything working for him ever. Quite the optimist Elias Ripley is.

"You look like you need a drink." He said, softly, yet directing his voice toward the other Professor. "Can I buy you one?" He asked, almost pleading in the eyes. He was quite pathetic.

[Prof. Victoria Potter]

The door opened she knew hat because of the sudden breeze that seemed to follow the new comer in. Not looking up to see who had entered Vicky still waited to get served. For a place so quiet their service took a while. For some that might be a bother cause then to get angry and start yelling, she preferred to be more passive and just let things go. He would come when he was ready and she would get her drink.

Instead she focused on what she had in those shopping bags. That cute little black strapless dress would go so well with those pretty silver strappy stilettos with the red soles. She saw those shoes and knew she had to have them not because of the name brand but because of the red soles. Then she thought about what to pair that red halter dress, she purchased a black show and a red shoe both complimenting it. She would have to try it on again and see.

She was having fun thinking about clothes then she felt someone else was there. Tilting her head up her eyes caught sight of a co-worker. Vicky remembered he was the muggle studies teacher (she enjoyed the subject when she was at school had wanted to teach it when she started at Hogwarts but had gotten beaten out for it by the gentleman sitting near her). His name well oddly that she didn't know. They hadn't actually ever gotten the chance to get acquainted. He offered to buy her drink and never one to urn down liquor she nodded yes "thanks for the offer I'm Victoria Edgecombe by the way. I've seen you around the school you teach muggle studies right?" she held out her hand looking at him, catching sight of some really beautiful blue eyes. They were brilliant even in the dim light of the pub. Blue wasn't an unusual color but his were just dazzling she had to make herself stop staring so much. For the first time she found eyes she liked just as much as her own violet ones.