RP The Three Broomsticks

Sirius was about to retort, but Amy whacked him.

A: This one, the new one, it's supposed to be AMAZING.

E: What's the first in the series?

R: 'Herculaneum Soil'.

M: Oh, I heard about that one! My friend read it, and she's been going off about it for days.

A: But this, 'A Flammable Evening in Babylon' is the fifth!

She looked on the back cover.

A: 'Heculaneum Soil', 'The Air of Grace', 'Another Gargoyle' and 'The Waters of Persia'

R: I've read them all - I almost cried at 'The Waters of Persia'.

J: If you only almost cried, what was the sobbing noise we heard at midnight at the beginning of last term?

Millie tried to stifle another giggle.

M: James, stop. At least he shows emotion for things other than attractive girls.

J: Hey! I get very emotional about Quidditch! That counts!

A: Does not. I cried too by the way. When her brother... Oh, I wont ruin it!

M: Oh, fine. I can agree with you on that one.

She shifted in her seat and looked around again, entertaining herself by looking and seeing what people bought.

E: Could I borrow the first one from someone, please? I'm intrigued, now.

R: I didn't bring mine with me; Amy?

Amy winked, and pulled out a copy of 'Herculaneum Soil'. It was a bit battered. The front cover, which depicted the main character (Jarcilyn Hopp), shooting an arrow into the horizon, was not moving as fast as it used to.

E: Oh, thank you ever so much!

Evangeline took it, holding it reverently. She was obviously a person who knew the delicacy and importance of books.

A: It's fine! Enjoy it.

She smiled at the book as a mother would her child.

Evangeline tucked it safely into her bag under the table. This simultaneously gave Sirius a good look at the effects of her new purchase.

Millie rolled her eyes at Sirius.

M: Today was a good day, I think we can all agree.

A: Yeah.

She looked a bit wistful, before looking up excitedly.

A: When are Quidditch tryouts?

J: Next week!

Amy's face lit up.

A: Oh I hope I make the team this year!

Millie suddenly looked sullen.

M: Oh, I'm sure you will.

E: What position do you play?

She asked politely.

A: Keeper.

She looked dreamily into the distance.

S: She's never made the team.

Amy's smile dropped.

A: It's true.

M: Join the club. You'll do great, Amy.

Amy looked a bit dejected.

A: I never do, though.

M: Well, maybe you'll do better this time! You're older, after all. They have to see the potential in you.

She patted her shoulder comfortingly.

Amy smiled at Millie.

A: Hey, what position do you play?