Meredith and Suze, the girls he had brought over from two of his other bars, didn't dare say anything to him other than asking if he wanted another drink. He was grateful for that. He spun the skull ring on his pinky and wondered what version of Hermione would walk through the doors tonight. Would she look at him in desire or distrust? He’d worked so hard to make it possible to have her, to have them and he hoped that he hadn’t pushed too fast and hard. Theo didn’t think he could survive it if all of this blew up in his face.