Unlike many of his friends, Benjy had found being thrown into the future quite entertaining, he’d got straight into finding out how the modern era worked, and he’d adapted very well. It didn’t mean it wasn’t weird for him; he’d heard about James and Lily being betrayed, Voldemort rising yet again, but he hadn’t researched into what happened to him, not because he was scared, but because he knew that it would change his view of his own era, if they ever went back.Â
Benjy had kept himself to himself, which was unusual for him, but today he’d decided to venture out and go for a drink in The Leaky Cauldron. He sat down at the bar, ordered a drink and then looked over at the person next to him. “You want a drink?”Â