Celebration! (Lucas)

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Today had been a good day. Great even. Alucio couldn’t have been more overjoyed with the news he had received today. Finally his dream had come true, after years of hard work. Why? Because now he could proudly say that he is a Magizoologist. A dream that may have taken a long time to achieve, but Alucio wouldn’t have had it any other way. A grin was plastered on his face, his spirits high and his mood matching. Nothing could put him down now; his week had been going fantastically. Sure, he had enjoyed his old job but now he finally got to go in to something that he was passionate about. Magizoology. Sure, being around Magical Creatures wasn’t everyones cup of tea but Alucio wouldn’t have it any other way. Technically his job didn’t start until tomorrow, but he was still happy to have got the job anyway.

The first person, who came to mind when it came to spreading the news, was of course his old friend Lucas. Who he just so happened to meeting up with this evening, so the timing was good. Alucio had just returned from a little shopping, that meaning he had just walked out of somewhere with more books. The books were stacked under his arm, a small vial tucked away in his trouser pocket. Dragons Blood to be exact. Why did he buy it? Well that was Alucio’s own little secret. Now where were they meeting again? Oh yeah, the pub. A small smirk of amusement came over Alucio’s lips as he remembered that small detail. That sounded like a certain someone. Having made his way in to Diagon Alley a few minutes later, he moved in to the street and glanced around him.

Soon enough, he disappeared with a small pop before reappearing at his destination moments later. Alucio’s eyes widened as he looked around Hogsmeade, he hadn’t realised the place looked this bad. Yes, he had of course been keeping track in The Daily Prophet but hadn’t been expecting it to look this bad. A little sadness came over the Ravenclaw as he made his way up the path, well what he thought was the path and towards the pub. Each building looked like something out of a Muggle War film, it made Alucio’s stomach sink. What a horrible sight indeed. Pushing the thoughts away from his mind, he picked up his pace and soon enough arrived at The Three Broomsticks. Enough of the gloomy attitude, there was much to be celebrated tonight.

Pushing the door open, his nostrils were instantly met with the smell of beer. Alucio stepped inside of the pub, before pushing through the crowds and down towards the bar. The pub was surprisingly packed and very busy, people were shouting and talking loudly creating a rather cheerful atmosphere. Just what this place needed, well if you asked Alucio anyway. His eyes flicked to a young wizard briefly, as the man eyed his books suspiciously but he ignored it. What was wrong with walking around with a set of books?

The same grin from earlier still plastered on his face, Alucio went on the search for his best friend. He couldn’t wait to share the good news with him it was like he was going to burst any minute. Soon enough he spotted a familiar face in the back of the pubs and so made his way over towards it. The Ravenclaw had a spring in his step as he walked over, never had he felt in such a good mood.

[LUCAS DONOVAN CAIN MULCIBER]

An unusual sound was emanating from the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, a sound never before heard by a student and one that remained, thus far, a secret capability of one Severus Snape. The Potions Master was laughing, and alongside him the Transfigurations Professor for the fourth through seventh year students was waving a hand, a huge grin on his face as he continued recounting a raucous tale just how a certain cousin defeated a certain vampire.

”And then, if you please, he went and finished the job with Aliénor’s fourteenth century crucifix!” Severus made a choking sound, and Lucas nodded with a bark of laughter, ”Yes, that crucifix! A gift from the bloody Pope and he dusted a vampire with it! Oh you should have heard Ali go off Severus I nearly pissed myself. A French woman has no right being that Bulgarian!”

Severus had buried his face into the palm of his hand to choke down his laughter, slender shoulders shaking with mirth as Lucas shook his head and took another drink of the tea he and his old friend had been sharing when it occurred to him to check the time. Nearly spitting out his mouthful, Lucas swallowed swiftly and barked, ”Merlin, is that the time? Alucio’s been waiting nearly five minutes now.”

Absolutely refusing to comment on the look Severus gave him – he was way too late to get into that ages old argument – Lucas excused himself and made quick use of the man’s floo, arriving with a stumble at the Three Broomsticks and grinning shamelessly at Rosemerta when she spun a wand at him. If she didn’t want to be jumpy she should have kept the place off the network.

Not even seconds later, Lucas saw Alucio striding over – bouncing, actually – and his face split into another grin. To meet with Alucio openly, not having to sneak off like they were in some sordid tryst, was a blessing to say the least. He was all the more glad for the Mulciber lawyers now. Moving to meet with Alucio, Lucas swiftly slung an arm over the man’s shoulder and grinned as he headed over toward a table with him, saying animatedly, ”Sorry if I kept you waiting. Been celebrating my official freedom over some tea with Severus. Completely lost track of time!”