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Sirius beamed as Abigail sat down, twisting a little and resting his elbows on the bar and giving her his full attention. She still looked as foxy as ever and Sirius was amused that she took her time in looking around and sitting next to him. His grin turned a little lecherous as he raised an eyebrow at her in appraisal. He did appreciate how good she still looked and maybe Sirius could bury his hurt feelings in a bit of harmless flirting with Abigail. And that's what it always had been. She'd never given him the time of day in school, but he'd continued to pursue her relentlessly. "It's been far too long since I've seen your pretty face. Where have you been hiding yourself these days? I hope not over a steaming cauldron. It would be a shame if your husband put you straight to work."

He signaled to Tom to come over and indicated he wanted another butterbeer and then motioned to Abigail, "Can I get you something to drink? Something hard? It's only eleven thirty, perfect tome for one of Tom's famous cocktails."