Pansy makes a vaguely approving face before opening the front door and leading the group inside. They’re hit with a wall of hot air and music, the murmur of countless voices distorting the sounds of what Harry recognizes as Talking Heads’ Burning Down The House. The inside of the bar is unlike anything Harry has ever seen before, as every reachable inch of the walls, floors and ceilings is covered in stickers, tags, and other types of scribbles and graffiti. 