Celebrate Good Times

[Corinne Rae]

The first week of trials was over and now it was time to celebrate the weekend. She had made mistakes in the trails, messed up here and there, but there was no point worrying over it now. She had gave it her all and that was all that mattered. She found herself wearing a new dress, her favourite shoes and some glam jewelry and making her way into a muggle night club. The strobe lights and loud music made her feel in the dancing move as she headed out onto the floor.

She had came stag but did it matter? You could still have fun on your own and she could make friends while she was here. She was sure she wasn't the only one from the draft who had decided to dance the blues away. After a while of dancing she made it to the bar and ordered herself a drink "A vodka and lemonade please" she said as she sat down at the bar next to a stranger.

Patrick Rumbleroar was enjoying a well deserved night off after a long day of Quidditch Trials, and when one of the locals had pointed him in the direction of a nightclub in the area, Patrick had decided that it was worth the effort to try it out. The place seemed interesting enough, and when a familiar looking girl sat next to him at the bar he could not stop himself from smirking "And to think I thought I'd be the only one making my way down here." Patrick said jokingly. Patrick never forgot a face, and he had been scrutinizing each and every one of his competitors with such scrutiny that he would recognize them in a heartbeat.

[Corinne Rae]

She turned slowly and saw a somewhat familiar face. She had seen him at the trials, she was certain of that. She had no clue if he was better than her or if she was better than him though, she had spent too much of her time focussing on her own actions that she didn't even pay attention to what everyone else was doing. So far she hadn't spotted any terrible players but it didn't mean there weren't any.

"I recognise you" she said smiling "It's Peter isn't it?"

Patrick frowned at the girl and replied "No I'm Patrick!" Why did everyone always confuse him with his brother - honestly the two of them looked nothing alike! Sure they were twins and whatnot, but that didn't mean they were clones - no, they were certainly nothing alike!

[Random Event]

Patrick's exclamation caught a nearby drunk's attention and he glanced over with a smirk. "Yeah girly get it right," he slurred as he pointed towards Patrick, "this 'ere's Pa'rick." He then broke off into drunken giggles as he turned back to his drink.

"Oh for the love of..." Patrick declared, racing across the bar and shoving the man out the door and into the alleyway. Whatever happened between the two men in the alley was unclear, but what was clear was that neither of the two returned to the bar for the remainder of the night, though the drunkard was found knocked out in the alley several hours later.