The Three Broomsticks; Late Night

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Jo is Bored. Adulthood is sometimes Boring. 



Fail, Adulthood, Fail. And the empty bar. 
Where she "has to stay" for the time being.






To counteract this, Jo is sitting on one end of the bar reading her mail.  Indian style. Wearing a cowboy hat only those who went to school with her would remember from their fourth year. 

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"Muggles are brilliant, too," Sokka points out, amused. "Oh! Oh! I got this, too!"

She is proudly presented with a large, fat, antique wooden compass.

That is spinning wildly out of control on magical grounds.

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Oh. Sokka.


Jo looks so amused.
And utterly unsurprised.


"Look! It's a compass."

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"It's a wooden compass!" he enthuses, practically glittering with excitement. "Look, it works with magnets!

"...oh." Suddenly noticing the spinning. "Well, it would work with magnets, if the magnets were working."

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Jo patted his head, through her hat.

"It'll work on your next trip."

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"I know."

There is pouting. And slumping beneath the hat. Looking forlornly at his compass.

Then brightening a bit, looking up at her. "Do you like your box?"

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Jo reached out and patted his cheek. Amused by his minor pout at his newest toy.

"I love it."

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That fixes the pout a little more completely.

"I think you should give me your hat in thanks," Sokka offers happily, adjusting it again and slipping the compass into a pocket.

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"No way, fishboy," Jo said while stealing the hat and smacking him with the hat. "That hat is one hundred percent awesomely mine."

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There is more pouting.

Less if she gives the hat back when she's done smacking.

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Jo totally took her hat and leapt off to the inside of the counter. Smirking at him, eyebrows wiggling, as though it were a toy she'd stolen now and she was daring him to attempt to get it back.

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She is the worst.

And she knows he has a little sister.

Sokka frowns at her, hatless and sad.

"You're not invited to my Potions Club."

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Jo's face fell instantly. A perfect, perfect broken, sadness. Copper eyes so luminous, as her bottom lip trembled.

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Sokka finished his fire whiskey, turned the glass upside down on the top, folded his arms, turned slightly away, and lifts his chin.

"No. Fifty points from Gryffindor Alumni."

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"So mean."



Then, she pulled her hat on her head.
"It's a good thing I don't need points anymore."

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"It's a different sort of system these days," Sokka replied - cheerful again as he turned back to her and plopped onto a bar stool. "Rather than house cups, the points for alum actually refer to the amount of fire whiskey in your possession."

Sliiiiiiiiiiiiiiide of empty glass toward her, super innocent eyes off somewhere else entirely, not focused on the bar.

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"In which place, all points are mine."


She snapped her wands at the glass, her thumb up, like it was a gun. The glass vanished beneath his hand.

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"Show-off."

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Jo smirked, and weaved an elaborate shape with her wand.
Where the shot glass had vanished, two more appeared. Full.
(Pulled truly only from one place to another. Minute apperation.)



"Don't be bitter because some of us have elegance and class."

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"If we could find of them, maybe they could teach us both!"

But he's snagging that shot glass before she can get to it.

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Jo snorted. "You're a horrible person."

But she tucked her wand in her pocket, and settled for picking up the other shot glass. Nothing in her instructions said she could have a drink now and then.

"How's start of term going over there?"

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"Not too shabby, so far," he admits, abruptly pleased again. "One of my fourth years actually managed a Scintillating Solution! And since he choice to set it off during his Defense course, I had the perfect opportunity to formally introduce myself to the newest professor.

"For some reason, she didn't seem terribly pleased to meet me, though."

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Jo smiles, only mostly innocent in the greatest mocking amount.

"That's because she's a smart woman."




Beat. "I met her yesterday, too."
When she was up in the castle.

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"I know, right? Now I'll have second and third chances to impress her, made all the easier by a foul first meeting!"

Which is totally what Jo meant by that.

This long standing and chatting, Sokka finally chooses to slide onto a stool, unwrapping one of his scarves to fold it carefully on the bar top. "Oh?" he asks, playing a little with the fringe even as he looks up at her. "She came down to the pub, then? What's her drink? Was it dreadfully American?"

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The endless scarf collection. It gets a faint smile, before she's shaking her head at Sokka's already going onward about things.

"I was up at the castle actually. And hear her giggling while grading papers."

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"You were up at the castle and you didn't come see me?"

Josephine. There. Is. Pouting.