 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Archie got settled in at the table by the window, his eyes meeting Angus's. The light from the window smoothed out any fine lines that had formed on his face over the years and the young man he used to know was currently looking back at him.
An amused smile briefly danced across Archie's face - Angus had a valid point. Having a daughter with penchant for sickly sweet flavours had expanded Archie Ackerly's palate. What he bought for the kids, he ended up sampling himself. “Let's be honest, mate, Scarlett influences everyone around her.” Scarlett was persuasive and strong willed with a large pinch of spoilt. What the girl wanted, she usually got from her dad. All down to Archie's feelings of guilt after the divorce from her mother. He knew it, but he couldn't help it. Soft? Yes. Most definitely.
“Ah no, but is the Ravenclaw in you not curious to give it a go? Try and decipher the ingredients?” Gryffindor, Ravenclaw.. Archie was neither. Even the Slytherin in him was not ambitious enough to drink something called Vampire Venom without knowing all the ingredients. For all he knew it might transfigure him into a bat.
It was true that the Leaky Cauldron still looked the same as when they were at Hogwarts. It even smelled the same. The nostalgia in the air was palpable. “It's making me feel all kinds of weird.” He admitted, taking a sip of his drink. “The place hasn't changed, but we have. It's like walking back in time.” Which wasn't a bad thing at all.
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