The pub was full of hustle and bustle as usual, and it was a struggle to meander in and out of the crowd to get to the bar. Not that it was much effort for Harry though, as Draco took point, carefully buffeting the dense gathering of witches and wizards out of Harry’s way. While Draco waited patiently for Madam Rosmerta to get to them, Harry peered about the place looking for where Hermione had found them a table. It didn’t take him long to spot her waving frantically at him from the pub’s far corner. Luna was also waving at him, though at a significantly more sedate pace, while the tables other two occupants hadn’t even looked in his direction.