drinky time

[RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS]

class was done and rifka was excited because it was finally time to go to the three broom sticks one of her favorite places to chill. she rushed down to the common room to change out of her uniform into her regular cloths. scrambling through her stuff she needed to find her wallet that had her money in it "bloody hell where the hell is it" she snapped as she saw her mom "MOM!' she said as she was holding her wallet "thanks mom" she smiled at her 'care to join me mum?" she said as it would be pretty weird to hang out with her mom at the three broom sticks but it was time rifka started to be nice to her.

Rifka stuck her wallet in her pant pocket as she grabbed her sweater and headed up the stairs and out of the school and walked down to hogsmeade. "mom i am sorry i am so rude to you a lot, its just i want to be me" she said as she looked at her mom and looked around at everyone at the same time. she looked away as she was distracted by the people and things around her to listen to her mom "you listening?" her mother snapped at her "oh yes i am" she looked at her and smiled as she lied she just didn't want to fight with her again.

Rifka has finally arrived at Hogsmeade she smiled as she ran inside the three broom sticks. she sat down "one butter beer and one fire whisky" she looked at madame rosmerta and smiled she gave her a look "oh my mom is here" she said and pointed to her. Rifka looked at her mom "i don't know if you will be getting that whiskey" she said and sighed as she looked around.

Once Rosmerta brought the drinks she smiled "thanks" she said as she got out her wallet and put it on the table she looked at her mom and took a sip of her butter beer. Her mother dispeared as she always did at a random time. she looked around the room and made sure no adults were around. she picked up the fire whiskey and downed it and put it back to the spot it was at and smirked and acted like nothing happened. Rifka than took another sip of her butter beer.

[NYMPHADORA TONKS]

Tonks didn't make a habit of going to The Three Broomsticks after class. It just wasn't something she'd normally do. Normally she would stalk Professor Slughorn with Alice, or spend the evening discussing why THECUTESTGIRLEVA and Professor Wesley would make such a good couple with Lills, or perhaps even seek out Sir Reginald the cat, with her conspiracy-fighting buddy, Krys. The point is, she wouldn't normally be going to the Three Broomsticks. So was it coincidence that sent her that way? Or had she heard Rifka talking about going earlier in the day and thought it was a fine idea? Either way, today she was going to the Three Broomsticks. So when her final lesson did end, she wasted no time in getting changed into suitable attire [because she didn't want to wear her school uniform now, did she?] for the pub.

The journey down there was a cold and lonely one. Why she hadn’t talked someone into going with her, she wasn’t quite sure; but as it was, she had no one to distract her from just how chilly it was. She pulled her coat tighter around her as she walked, and tugged her hat down to cover her ears, learning too late what a bad idea this was; for she was wearing gloves, and one should know by now that to wear gloves and to touch your hair causes a static reaction.

Cold, frizzy and friendless; she finally arrived at her destination. She welcomed the warmth as she stepped through the door; and headed straight for the bar.
“I’ll take one hot Butterbeer; and make it frothy!” she exclaimed, whilst performing some kind of strange finger point, which she instantly regretted. “Please.” She added, since her mother had taught her the importance of good manners. Whilst Rosmerta was doing what she does [getting her Butterbeer], Tonks scanned the occupants of the pub, trying to seek out a familiar face. And there one was; Rifka Capgras, of Slytherin house. Tonks had no vendetta against the Slytherins, she just wasn’t friends with many of them; because to put it bluntly, the majority of them were just plain rude, and a bit of a berk. Rifka, however, was not like that. She was sweet and kind, and Tonks liked her; so when Rosmerta presented her drink, Tonks handed over the money, thanked the lady and went to join her friend. “Hey Rifka! You here by yourself?”

[RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS]

Rifka looked up and saw her good friend tonks "oh hey tonks no i was here with mother she left" she said as she looked at the whiskey bottle and hid it under the table quickly and smiled at her 'sit sit" she said and finished her butter beer "another one please' she yeleld from across the table and looked at tonks "where is lillian or alice you are normally with them" she said as it was nice to be with her

"so how have you been?" she said and paid for all three drinks she got and took a sip of butter beer "yum i love this stuff so much" she said as she closed her eyesd and licked her lips. Rifka opened them up and looked at Tonks.

[NYMPHADORA TONKS]

Tonks sat herself down in the unoccupied chair next to Rifka. She proceeded to take off her gloves, coat and scarf before attempting to tame her statically charged hair. After many failed attempts; Tonks gave up altogether having made it even worse than it originally was.
“Hmm, I see.” Truthfully, Tonks had heard Rifka talk about her mother an awful lot, but had never met her, even though according to the girl, she’d been at Hogwarts many times. Tonks shuddered at the thought of her own mother turning up at Hogwarts one day, attempting to force her to eat Lamb or steak, and causing a huge scene when she refused.

She shook that day-mare out of her head, before answering Rifka’s first question;
“Ah, well; I only caught a glimpse of Alice as she ran pass saying something about revenge and THECUTESTGIRLEVA has gone to claim the gold star Professor Wesley owes her.” She shrugged; she imagined it must be odd seeing her alone, since she spent practically all of her time with those girls. “And Krys is off being smart somewhere; coming up with options, probably.” Rifka hadn’t actually asked about Krystal, but Tonks felt it was her business to know.
“I am well! How are you?” she asked, taking a sip of her butterbeer for the first time that afternoon.

[RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS]

Rifka looked at tonks and raised a brow "oh yes krystel is a smart cookie speaking of cookies i want one" she laughed and took another sip of butter beer "let me guess it has soemthing to do with slughorn, that poor teacher is probably sick of seeing her all the time" she laughed again "and we all know lillian likes Wesley its adorable them too" she said taking another sip "oh you know the same ol' thing, with mother Dru and a few other people and here" she said as her life sounded pretty boring.

"you know we need a party at slughorns sometime, it wuld be louds of fun" she looked around from the corner of her eye and smirked a bit as she picked up the whiskey glass form the floor and put it on the table. "how did that get there" she said and looked all serous. she looked at Madme and signaled her to her "here you go" she winked and looked at tonks. "what?" she said as she held her butter beer close and looked at it as she put some more yummy butter milk in her mouth.

A few awkward moment later she put down the glass of butter beer and wiped off the milk from her face and looekd at tonks "we need to do this more" she said "so tell everything that has been going on, i know you something fun was bound to happen " she said as she crossed her arms on the table and stared at tonks. "funny story time" she yelled a little "oops" she giggled and looked at people "nothing to see here" she snapped a little bit.

[NYMPHADORA TONKS]

Taking another mouthful of her drink, Tonks found she could only nod in agreement to Rifka’s cookie comment, or else she would dribble butterbeer all down her front; but if she had of been able to speak, she would have told Rifka that yes, Krys does have the smarts, and yes, she wanted a cookie too. Finally swallowing, she was then able to respond to Rifka’s next comment. “Most probably… though, Alice’s revenge list can get pretty long sometimes… WHAT!?” With an over-exaggerated gasp, she slammed her glass onto the table causing its contents to slosh over its sides. “What nonsense! That… that’s absurd! I will not believe it!” Tonks carried this on for several minutes, and by now many eyes were on her. “Of course Professor Slughorn doesn’t get sick of seeing Alice! How could he? No, he just pretends he does. That’s all. It’s not right to enjoy a student’s company that much, you see? He’d get in trouble. Yes, that’s it.” Whether this was true or not, it seemed unlikely; but that is what Tonks would tell Alice whenever she was upset over Slughorn avoiding her. In fact, the pair had said this kind of thing so many times now that they had deluded themselves into thinking its fact.

As so often happens when Slughorn is brought up, Tonks completely forgot what they were originally talking about and proceeded to carry on talking about one of her favourite topics. “Do you think Slughorn uses lotion on his kneecaps? I mean, I haven’t been lucky enough to touch them; but they look soft…” it took her a moment to realise that she wasn’t talking to Alice, and whenever she said this kind of thing to anyone else, they tended to think she was crazy, verging on creepy. “Ahem.” She quickly finished the rest of her drink in attempt to cover up, and ordered another with somewhat of a nervous giggle. It’s not like she actually cared what other people thought, it’s just that the subject tended to make anyone other than Alice rather uncomfortable, and that didn’t seem fair on Rifka.

Tonks struggled to think back to what they were talking about, but it was all in vain, for as soon as she had emptied her mind of that perfect-haired professor; Rifka had brought him up again. “Yes! Slughorn party! In his pool…” Tonks went on to daydream about Slughorn, and Slughorn parties, and Slughorn pools until the appearance of a whiskey glass pulled her out of it.
“O…” She stared from the glass, to Rifka, back to the glass, before shaking it off and dismissing it altogether.

“You want a story, hey? Stories I can do.” She couldn’t deny it, Tonks loved to entertain people, that’s why she could often be found changing her facial features to those of different animals for the first years; so when people started to stare because of Rifka’s yelling, she just gave them a heartily wave before continuing. “Well there was the time THECUTESTGIRLEVA and I… no, no, we swore never to speak of that again.” She thought for a moment or two, finger on chin before exclaiming; “By golly, I’ve got it! Did I ever tell you the tale of the perished milk?”

[RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS]

Rifka scooted her seat closer as she loves stories and she loved Tonks stories they were so fantastic and entertaining. "awe why woun't you tell me the story about lillian and you?" she said and forwned "oh well i will ask her about it!" she grinned and nodded "no i don't think i have heard about that one, please do tell me" she said as she ordered herself one last butter beer as she needed to cut back. "don't tell it till i have my drink' she said as she was ansey

Rifka waited 10 mins for her drink to arrive. she held onto it got counfey and smiled at tonks "alright i am ready for the story now' she said as she clapped her hands "this is going to be good i can tell" she said as tonks has not even opened her mouth yet. Rifka was excited since it has been a long time since someone has told her a story.

[NYMPHADORA TONKS]

In response to Rifka asking to hear the tale of THECUTESTGIRLEVA and herself; she just shook her head solemnly. She then ordered herself a drink along with Rifka, and waited for them to arrive before telling her story. “Well, it all started one Tuesday morning. We were eating breakfast like we do every morning; when Edward [of the Jedward twins] was like…” Tonks cleared her throat, and put on the best Irish accent she could; “Smell my milk, does it smell off to you? Like bad milk. I think this is bad milk, does it smell like bad milk?” She then continued in her normal voice; “He then made John [the other half of the Jedward twins] smell the milk, and he was like” Again, she used an Irish accent. “This milk is fine, Ed. You’re just panicking. STOP OVER-REACTING, EDWARD!” Back to her normal voice; “But Edward wasn’t satisfied, so he passed the milk to me to smell; and I told him, I said ‘It smells okay to me.’ Yet STILL Edward didn’t trust this milk, so next he got THECUTESTGIRLEVA to smell it and she agreed that the milk was fine, and she said” This time Tonks put on what was a pretty impressive impression of Lillian, “We’ve all smelt the milk Edward, it’s fine. You should just drink it.” By this time, Tonks had already started to giggle a little since she already knew the ending, and she put on her Irish accent one last time to tell Rifka what Edward replied. “That’s like, so disgusting you guys. I’m not drinking that milk; too many people have smelt it!” She giggled some more, before finally stopping enough to add; “Okay, so it’s not the funniest story in the world, but it amused me!”

She gulped down a couple of mouthfuls of butterbeer, while reflecting on just how much she enjoyed telling stories. In fact, she enjoyed telling them so much that she decided she would tell another story. “I have another story!” she exclaimed, whilst standing up dramatically. “This one is a tale of mystery.” She added, whilst waving her arms around in the air, trying to be all mysterious-like.

[RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS]

Rifka looked at tonks as she put her hands on the table and put a smile on her face as she looked at her "so wait after all that he didn't drink the milk?" she said and laughed a little "wait i would do that too i mean that could have snot in it dripping down from someoens nose even though you cant tell" she got chills and tweitched "then again if i was thrisy enough i would, or ill make someone else drink it" she smirked and laughed again. "okay that is kinda funny i mean he put you guys through all that trouble" she said and looked around "THATS A WASTE OF A COW!" she yelled and got quite again as she raised her voice alot.

Rifka looked around again as people were staring agaibn "WHAT YOU DON'T LIKE IT WHEN I YELL?" she said loudly and realized she needed to tone it down "go back to drinking your whatever i'm sorry" she snapped not to bad as she looked at tonks again "sorry about them, they can't handle that i'm a young adult and that i yell" she said and smirked again "OH YAY ANOTHER STORY" she said as excitment came out of her mouth as she clapped her hands, she took a few sips out of her butter beer and went back to listening to tonks "do tell" she said and smiled big and sat up for this one.

[NYMPHADORA TONKS]

Tonks was pretty sure her face must have contorted into a look of disgust, as Rifka talked about the post-contaminated milk, and before she knew it, it was Rifka who was on her feet shouting the odds. She couldn’t help but notice that Madam Rosmerta was throwing dirty looks their way, and she made a mental note to herself to tone it down a little, if she wanted to be served anymore drinks. Shaking the thought from her mind, she began her new story. Her story of mystery.

“It all started one Friday dinner time.” Coincidentally, both Tonks’s stories had begun at meal times, but she could, and would, assure you that she has more than just “meal-commencing” stories up her sleeve. Nevertheless, this is where her tale began. “There was a large selection of meals, as per usual, including chicken nuggets.” You may wonder just why Tonks mentioned the nuggets, but soon all would be revealed, for they were a key component to her narrative. “I had the vegetable hotpot, but that’s irrelevant. I looked along the staff table, as I do at every meal, and it was there I saw it. Professor Wesley was acting most suspicious, and I know what you are thinking – it’s probably just his eyes, but no! He was being most peculiar, even for him; he was staring down at his nuggets with the most bizarre expression! It, it was like a shocked face! But an angry-shocked face! But also, kind of a yawn! Like a yawning, angry, shocked face! With a hint of disgust! Now, I can’t tell you what the the cause of this face was, because that is the mystery part of my story, but I can tell you my theories.” She beckoned for Rifka to lean in closer, and lowered her voice to that of whisper. “I think it had something to do with the nuggets; like he knows something we don’t. Maybe there’s a troop of evil nuggets on the loose, I don’t know. All I do know is that I can never look at nuggets the same way again.”

She sat up straight, acting like she’d never accused the nuggets, and added casually in her normal voice; “Of course, I’ve tried asking him about it; but every time he would make up some excuse and leave rather flustered; which of course just adds to my suspicions.” She took another sip of butterbeer, and looked around to check nobody had been listening in; she’d hate to imagine what would happen if this got out -- no, this one was best saved for her conspiracy club!

[RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS]

Rifka stopped smiling as she watched tonks talk and listened to her story "i always though professor Wesley was weird" she said as she finished her butter beer and frowned. "i don't blame you on not wanting to look at nuggets again, maybe he was looking at how big they were, they were big that day, or maybe he got mad at his nuggets for some reason" she said as she was crous now and wanted to ask him about it but would not, he may not tell her.

Rifka looked at her glass again and looked at tonks "shes not going to give me anymore is she?" she said as she started to shake from all the butterberr she had drank "i love butterbeer though" she frowned as she yawned she drank more butterbeer than normal that day. "i like your stories tonkies, they are wondeful and they get me thinking i like that and they are true!" she said as she flared her arms almost hitting herself inthe motion. she looked at her hands and laughed. "yeah yeah i am done withthe butterbeer or am i?" she said as she raised a brow "madam rosmerta can i have a class of water pelase?" she said as her dirty looks went into a smile "oh so i guess thats a yes" she batted her eyes and looked inoccent "thank you" she said and looked at tonks "tll me a story about Alice and slughorn please?" she said giving her puppy dog eyes.

[NYMPHADORA TONKS]

Tonks’s brow furrowed, as she was deep in thought, thinking about whether abnormally large nuggets could have been the cause of this look. She decided against it. “Nah, I think my theory is probably right… I’m quite good at these things…” It was true; she was well aware of many conspiracies that most people wouldn’t even dream of! Sir Reginald the cat, The Man and evil robots were amongst many enemies that the majority of the human species didn’t know they had.

“Erm, I don’t think so, no.” It was obvious that Rifka had drunk enough Butterbeer for one day, as she was starting to get the shakes. Tonks quickly finished her drink, and then contemplated whether to order two coffees. Tonks herself, loved coffee; but she didn’t always. Coffee was one of those things that you only liked when you were a proper adult, and Rifka was only in her third year, so Tonks wasn’t sure yet. Luckily, Rifka saved Tonks from having to find out, by ordering a glass of water. “Ah, Slughorn and Alice stories are a particular favourite of mine! Hmmm, let’s see…” she rubbed her chin thoughtfully, like people do when thinking, before deciding on a story to tell. “Well, I could tell you about the times we dressed up and tried to rescue Slughorn?” Of course, she wouldn’t be telling Rifka the exact costume she used, just in case she needed to use the disguise again sometime; and everybody knows that a disguise is no good if everybody knows who is behind it.

[RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS]

Rifka laughed as she took a sip out of her water and listened to tonks. tonks really was fantastic to everyone, she was nice funny and had an imanation like no other she knew she would be friends with tonks for a long time. she shook her head as she put her attention back to tonks. "wait why did you have to save slughorn?" she said and looked around "WAS HE DRUNK AGAIN?@" she said out of excitment and she really didn't know why "and what kind of discuses? like cool ones or lame ones oooh were they animals?" she said as she liked answering questions before listening to stories. "okay sorry i think i am done talking" she giggled, putting her hand over her mouth and moved around in her chair tapping her feet. she was really ansey and she knew she had enough butterbeer and even wine since she snuck that into her small body.

Rifka looked around as she started to see things she looked at her water and downed it as she listened to tonks she blinked her eyes. "def had enough" she whispered to herself.

[NYMPHADORA TONKS]

Tonks went to have another sip of her drink, before realising she’d finished it just moments earlier. She considered ordering herself another Butterbeer, but decided that since Rifka was now on water, she probably should too; so as not to rub it in that she could get another drink, and Rifka couldn’t. She ordered a glass of water, and then continued with her story, pausing occasionally to let Rifka interrupt. Though it could get annoying, she liked it when people stopped her stories to ask questions; it must have meant they were really interested.

“No, he wasn’t drunk again,” she laughed. “He was missing at the dinner table” For this was ANOTHER story that started at meal times. “And we figured Nurse Tyler must have kidnapped him, so we decided he needed rescuing.” Eyeing Rifka, Tonks thought to herself that maybe after this story she should think about taking her back to school. “So, we dressed up; tied him to this wheelie thing and rescued him. He said it was the worst rescue ever, but we really knew he meant best.” Tonks thanked Madam Rosmerta for the glass of water, then decided they should definitely head back once she’d finished.

[RIFKA MARIE CAPGRAS]

Rifka opened her mouth and looked at tonks "so wait did nurse tyler kidnap him?" she said as she blinked her eyes "maybe he didn't want to be saved?" she said as she knew how much Alice and Tonks 'liked' slughorn. "well if it was for the best than i'm sure he understood' she said as she nodded the madme rosmerta and smiled at her "if that it?" she said as she loved stories and didn't want Tonks to stop.

rifka looked at the time as it was getting late "i guess we should head back" she said as she stood up and headed to Madme Rosmerta and handed her the money she owed and headed out the door "as we walk up to the castle you should tell me more stories!" she flared her arms putting on her sweatshirt and headed up to the beautiful castle called hogwarts "please?" she said and pouted her lips as she knew no one could say no to her. "we have such a wonderful friendship tonks, i save you from freezers and you tell me wonderful stories" she smiled and looked up at her.