It was already past seven, and the exhibition was winding down. Harry had had a table booked in a nice restaurant in Berlin Mitte. The >Grill Royal< had been advertised as an elegant establishment overlooking the river Spree. Severus had found a colleague that had caught his interest. They were animatedly discussing adjustments to the Wolfsbane Potion. So Harry invited her along, together with her assistant. Fortunately, the German waiter was able to change their table without hassle. It was already midnight when the two pairs left the restaurant at the waiting staff's insistence. After exchanging addresses, Harry activated their portkey back to Hogwarts. Severus was more than a little tipsy, and since it was past eleven in Scotland, Harry had a hard time navigating the halls without drawing attention to them. At the door to his chambers, the Potion Master smiled open and joyous. "Thank you, Harry. I had a great time today."