Pushing open the door, Spike glanced round the room. It was packed with Hogwarts students - to be expected really, seeing as it was the first Hogsmeade weekend of term. After all, he was here making use of the time in town. Not spotting his companion amongst his fellow students, Spike headed to the bar and ordered a butterbeer - the only drink one should order when here, in his opinion.

Glass in hand, Spike bent over to take a sip before searching the room for an empty table. Ah, there was a nice one tucked away in the corner. He made a beeline for it, before anyone else could reserve it first, and plopped himself down on the stool.

Now, where was Finn?