'Harry!' Ron stood on his toes, making himself even taller as he spotted his best mate over the heads of the crowd. He was shouting quite loudly, but the music drowned out his words. Pushing through the people cluttering the club, he muttered apologies and pardons as he trod on various feet. Graceful was a word that never sprang to mind in regards to Ron. He was far too lanky and uncoordinated for that. 'Oi! Potter!'
Finally Harry glanced in his direction and Ron waved, almost knocking a girl's drink from her hand. 'Oh.. er.. sorry, you alright?' She nodded, with a bemused smile and Ron grinned, apologising again before breaking free of the crowd and leaning against the bar beside his best friend.
'Alright, Harry?'
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