"Hey Sophie-Soph," Tig greeted her friend as soon as she sat down. She was never really quite as good at Weasley 2 at making up nicknames but she did try. "I have been very well, actually." She continued, her voice light and chipper, as always. Tigger always had an upbeat attitude - being sad sucked.
She chuckled and shook her head at the tease. "Don't worry. He is lovely and well, I know you had your eye on a few Quidditch players at Oliver's party and I thought maybe he could introduce you to a few." She picked up her butterbeer and took another sip threw her straw before continuing. "Besides, it's always nice to meet new people, right?"
The door opened again and in walked Jonathon looking casual in jeans, a slightly loose fitting t-shirt, a long coat and his old Ravenclaw scarf. He looked around the pub for a bit before spotting the girls and grinning. It wasn't quite his friendly grin but a charming one none the less. One he used to charm the press and win over new people.
"Johnny!" Tig squeaked and stood from her chair, giving the older man a friendly hug and a peck on the cheek. She then turned to Sophie, beaming happily. "Jonathon, Sophie. Sophie, Jonathon." She said quickly by introduction before sitting back in her seat and letting Johnny sit.
"Hi, pleasure to meet you," Johnny stuck out his hand for a handshake, feeling a little awkward but trusting Tigger's judgement on making friends with the brunnette. She was cute, he'd give her that. But Johnny wasn't shallow. He liked to take his time before judging a person for himself.
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