Peter turned his head to see where Lo was pointing, following her lead to meet up with Tammy. "Seriously, though. It's getting packed! This party is brilliant!" he added, finishing off his second butterbeer and feeling rather giddy now. He turned to Tammy. "Oh no no no, you at least have to toast with us," he said pushing the bottle back into Tammy's hand.
He laughed as the girls shook. "Good, because Lo's been thinking up nicknames for you the whole way back here. The poor thing would have been petrified if you denied her friendship," he chuckled, wrapping his arm around Lo and squeezing her.
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