Rachel stepped into the Three Broomsticks and quickly shuffled over to one of the corner tables where she knew that she would be hidden from the counter. She really wasn't bothered to have the barkeeper spot her and begin to make chitchat, then later have Jake send her a worried letter stating that she was to tell him why she was depressed.
Looking around, she spotted people she knew but most she didn't, which was excellent. The Ravenclaw didn't think she could handle company right now, even though the only thing she really wanted to do right now was just spill all her troubles.
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"You know that you can come and talk to me if you need to - It doesn't have to be an important issue, you can talk about anything you want, even if it's only something to distract yourself from the issue at hand - Like I said, you don't even need to tell me what's wrong, I'm quite happy to simply distract you from the matter if you don't wish to talk about it," Reid had said to her that day...
ARGH! Rachel placed both her hands on either side of her head and silently screamed in frustration. She liked him - and no guide on crushes was going to change that, unfortunately... Her eyes shut tightly, she leaned forward and placed her head on the table, hoping that no one, yet someone, would come.