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It was a rather chilly afternoon and Seamus knew that once it got late that literally everything would start closing down earlier than intended. If those asshats that wanted to thwart the Ministryโs memorial of the Fallen Fifty then everything would be okay. Because of the nationwide curfewย it forced made his coach change their meet times at the asscrack of dawn for practices the following week. All he wanted was to have a little bit of fun since it was the weekend for crying out loud, so he made his way to the most welcoming pub out there, the Three Broomsticks. It had been a while since he has been here due to his rather intense schedule, but man is he happy to see the same uppity Madam Rosmerta who hasnโt quite skipped a beat since her name was cleared.
A smile crept on his face as he walked over to a table with a rather familiar guy sitting alone.ย โForbes, is that you?โ He asked, still a little unsure since it had been a few years since he properly saw him in public.
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