In Three Broomsticks

Andrew walked around Hogsmeade, with his head held high, and his hands in his pockets. A lot ran through his head since the skirmish back in Egypt against Ne'Os and his ironic vampire hunters. He still wondered why he had chosen such an archaic spot for his home, yet he would find out later. For now, he would have to heal and train for later on. Since the battle, he had gotten a small scar on the back of his left hand and a a few bruises over his body. He was still sore and wished the pain would just leave. He was glad his work granted him sick leave so he could just relax, and he decided to just relax at the Three Broomsticks. It was a great place to get his favorite wizard drink, Butterbeer. It really helped him out whenever he was hurt or down. He walked in through the front door and looked around. The place was pretty empty and wasn't surprised, since it was morning. He turned his head slightly to the right, examining the room, and saw a girl sitting there looking like she was observing the area as well. Curiously, he walked over and then said "Excuse me, but are you looking for someone?"

"You seem to be looking around the area, as if trying to find someone," he said calmly and without feeling. He also wondered what she had been doing here this early in the morning, but he figured that a lot of people were morning people. The only reason Andrew was up, was because of the pain in his right hip. He couldn't explain why it still hurt, as he had gotten hurt during the Hogwarts Graduation Ceremony, but he figured it was nothing. "Mind I sit?" he asked politely

"I couldn't sleep," he said truthfully hating the pain still "So I just turned invisible and left Hogwarts. It's become pretty stupid since Vincent became in charge." He still wished that Vincent would just get up and leave Hogwarts for good since Vincent had basically led the Death Eater charade on Hogwarts. He shook the thought from his head and then looked over to the waitress. "Could I get a butterbeer?" he asked and the waitress nodded and left to get his order. "so what year are you?"

"Going into sixth," he said calmly waiting patiently for his drink "I turned 16 a while ago, and starting sixth year when the vacation if over." He watched as the waitress walked quickly over to Andrew and set down his butterbeer in front of him. "Thanks," he said calmly and then toke a drink of his butterbeer. The effects of drinking toke almost immediatly to Andrew, as he felt better already and couldn't feel much of his pain anymore. Thank gosh. He looked back up to the girl and then asked "My name's Andrew Thompson. And you are?"

"Gryffindor," he said calmly as he toke another drink of his butterbeer. He was surprised because he had almost finished his butterbeer already. He had never noticed that he had done that a lot and now chuckled to himself for his recent discovery. He looked back at Alice and then asked "What house are you in?" He wondered to himself what house she might be. She looked like she could pass as a Ravenclaw, yet that didn't exactly fit the description.