Who: Bill Weasley, Remus Lupin
Where: The Three Broomsticks, Hogsmeade
Summary: Drinks and conversation between the 'older set'
Watch For: A rather public display of affection
Remus sat at his favorite table in The Three Broomsticks, a mug of butterbeer sitting untouched in front of him. He was tired, in the way that he only was right after a full moon - but he needed to get out, to see people, to pull himself out of the invariable depression that struck him at this time. And being alone in a crowd was better than being alone.
Running a hand over his face, he winced slightly at the residual discomfort. You're getting too old for this, Remus, he told himself with a twisted smile. Keeping up with the younger set. Too bad most of the old crowd is gone... He shuddered at the morose thought, picked up his mug, and took a long drink.