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Who: Ginny Weasley, Order Members (?), Harry (?)
Where: the Night Shadow [Muggle Bar]
When: Late evening
Ginny was once again behind the bar. Doling out shots of Tequila (which made her stomach churn because of the other night), lots of beers, and mixed drinks. Once against donning her apron over a low cut v-neck top which showed her small stomach and some tight pants that accentuated her arse, she whipped the back of her hand across her forehead and checked to make sure her hair was still neatly back in its braid. Ginny sighed, while taking a couple bills from a woman and trying to give back her change. Ginny didn't exactly know why, but tonight was a special night and a few Order Members had shown up beside herself. She glanced over at them before taking another order. Ginny let out a breath and wondered where Hermione was, she had wanted an audition and yet she had yet to show up during the week. Ginny mentally shrugged and told herself that she wasn't even sure she wanted Hermione to get a job here. Hermione was nice and reserved and once a person unleashed a different side of themself it was hard to put it back in. Sometimes. Plus, Ron would slaughter Ginny. First, for putting her in danger and secondly because it was a bar and he wouldn't Hermione parading herself around. Which of course was just what Hermione wanted to do to get back at Ron for being such a prick face. Ginny bit her lip as she filled up a glass and wondered why she thought of this stuff while she worked, it wasn't very good stuff to think about while passing off drinks to people who were already past their limits most of the time. She had to have her wits about her. She kept glancing at the door and around the bar, half hoping and half dreading seeing a man that looked even close to Harry. Last time had been down right unnerving.
Where: the Night Shadow [Muggle Bar]
When: Late evening
Ginny was once again behind the bar. Doling out shots of Tequila (which made her stomach churn because of the other night), lots of beers, and mixed drinks. Once against donning her apron over a low cut v-neck top which showed her small stomach and some tight pants that accentuated her arse, she whipped the back of her hand across her forehead and checked to make sure her hair was still neatly back in its braid. Ginny sighed, while taking a couple bills from a woman and trying to give back her change. Ginny didn't exactly know why, but tonight was a special night and a few Order Members had shown up beside herself. She glanced over at them before taking another order. Ginny let out a breath and wondered where Hermione was, she had wanted an audition and yet she had yet to show up during the week. Ginny mentally shrugged and told herself that she wasn't even sure she wanted Hermione to get a job here. Hermione was nice and reserved and once a person unleashed a different side of themself it was hard to put it back in. Sometimes. Plus, Ron would slaughter Ginny. First, for putting her in danger and secondly because it was a bar and he wouldn't Hermione parading herself around. Which of course was just what Hermione wanted to do to get back at Ron for being such a prick face. Ginny bit her lip as she filled up a glass and wondered why she thought of this stuff while she worked, it wasn't very good stuff to think about while passing off drinks to people who were already past their limits most of the time. She had to have her wits about her. She kept glancing at the door and around the bar, half hoping and half dreading seeing a man that looked even close to Harry. Last time had been down right unnerving.