Restaurant visit. (Patreon)

Harry: It’s amazing that yo managed to get a table at the best restaurant in London, Baby.

Narcissa: Oh, I can be very persuasive, dear.

They enter the restaurant and Harry goes over to put their coats in the wardrobe.

Greeter: Bonjour mam, do you have a reservation?

Narcissa: Oh of course I have. Under Potter… just a moment while I… Confundo…  

Greeter: Uh… what was I uh… Uh hello mam… table for 2?  

Narcissa: Yes please. By the windows.   

Greeter: For sure mam, for sure.

Harry comes back to get Narcissa‘s arm. She smiles at her adoring husband.

Greeter: Please follow me.

The greeter nearly walks into the walls and pillars and the other servants evade him.

Harry: Does he seem a little… out of balance?

Narcissa: Probably just had a long shift. Tip him nicely.

Harry: Oh I will, darling.
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I hope you like this one.

Yours truly
Hammer