Originally Posted by Zebragirl

Emily was standing near the back of the pub, close to the door. Just incase she needed to make a quick get-a-way.
She sipped her butterbeer, until an older student bumped into her, causing her to spill some over herself.
"Oh" she spluttered "Oh no, It's fine"
She took out her wand and dryed herself off. Nice and warm now.
"Do you want a butterbeer? I'm just going to get a new one" she asked politely.