A little Free Time [Open]

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Reagan had always loved coming down to Hogsmeade, from the first day she had been able to - it had instantly become one of her favorite places to visit and one of the best parts about being at Hogwarts had been the days she got to make her way down to the quiet little village. While she had known of magic for as long as she could remember, there was something simply and amazingly... magical about Hogsmeade. Perhaps it was just how it looked, or maybe it was the people - she couldn't ever really put her finger on just what it was - just that it simply did have something so purely magical about it.

One of her favorite places though would always be Honeydukes, but a close second was the Three Broom sticks, usually because of her always getting a large glass of Butterbeer that would instantly warm her up from her head right down to her toes. She was comfortable and relaxed, simply sitting down and sipping on her butterbeer, enjoying the moment of relaxation. She had a few rather exhausting practices and had needed the time to relax and calm herself and her aching muscles. 



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She hadn’t a clue why she was feeling so nostalgic so suddenly but Liona had decided to take a trip to Hogsmeade on her lunch break from her internship. School was back in full swing for those students who were attending. This was the first time in seven years that she wasn’t back on the Hogwarts Express heading to the school to go through the motions of classes and socializing with people she didn’t really even care about. The few people that she did care about were still very active in her life. The others, well, they were just faces at this point. Faces with names attached to them just in case she needed to recall them out of politeness but faces all the same. She wondered how many of those faces she would run into while she was visiting the small village. She decided to go to the Three Broomsticks to get some butterbeer, something that would forever remind her of her time at Hogwarts because it was such a staple of the village. She didn’t even like the stuff, much too sweet for her liking but she decided to torture herself with it. She was torturing herself a lot lately it seemed. Thoughts of Jamie. They were doing… she didn’t want to think about it right then. Not the happiest of thoughts. Walking into the pub, she took in the patrons. There weren’t too many people there at this time of day but it was just enough that there was a thrum of noise filling the air. Looking around she noticed a familiar face sitting at a table by herself. Reagan Fitzpatrick had been a fellow Slytherin while they were still in school. She was also a player on the Holyhead Harpies, the same team that Jamie was a part of and a fact she only knew because she’d started following Quidditch a bit more when Jamie joined the team. She gave a polite smile and wave, suddenly wondering why the girl had ended up there. Was she experiencing the same need to feel close to Hogwarts like she was? Maybe she didn’t want any company. Did Liona even want company right now?

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OOTD; To Come Later