Hugging her jacket around her more tightly, Elliot blustered into the Three Broomsticks. She had woken up a bit earlier than her friends, so none of them actually accompanied her there, but she was perfectly fine with that. Hmmph.

She glanced up a the menu, wondering what on earth she was going to get. She knew she wanted to try a butterbeer...weirdly enough, she had never even touched one before. Her father hated the stuff, so the Morganzo's rarely drank it. She shivered a bit, and watched the shopkeeper shuffle around to the people in line in front of her.

She sighed, tapping her foot on the floor.