The Three Broomsticks [Hogsmeade Weekend!]

[veneficusvenato]

The High Road is full of kids. The door is cracked open.


Which means the fireplaces are roaring higher.

But Jo likes the cold wind. Today.





Doors open, come on in.

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[aubergine_girl]

Steph looks just the slightest bit pleased.

"You're not big on staying inside, are you?"

In any way.

[veneficusvenato]

She rolled the small head between her fingers.




"I'd be worse if the place was smaller."

There's a small concession in that.

[aubergine_girl]

Stephanie smiles, just a little. Softer.

(and takes notes, of course.)

"I think I know what you mean."

The sky. She loves the sky.

[veneficusvenato]

"Yeah?" Jo tilted her head.



Thinking about Steph's ruddy cheeks.

When she'd coming soaring down out of the sky.

The times when she was suddenly found in her wandering.

[aubergine_girl]

Steph grins at her, blue eyes bright.

"World's a big place," she says cheerfully, "and Hogwarts is just a little part of it."

[veneficusvenato]

Jo laughed, oddly enough.

"And somehow we got stuck here."

[aubergine_girl]

Which is, yeah. Awfully coincidental. Given the signs Steph can read, the things she can guess about this woman.

"There's worse places."



She's been in a few of them. She guesses Jo might have been, too.

[veneficusvenato]

"Like London proper." Jo smirked.


Everyone had their reasons for being here.
Some of them just had reasons under reasons.


"And the really boring parts of middle America."