Chapter 59.5- Doom Days

Harry chuckled then. “Okay, I might have understated things bit. But we should be fine. If anyone cares enough that we’ve got one, they can always come tell us themself” He said in a tone that said he didn’t think it likely

“Cheeky brat” Sirius smiled. It was good to see him like this. Having fun, telling jokes with people his age. Being teased was good for him. An what was even better for him was having friends his own age to do the teasing. Sirius did the best he could, but no teenager should have their best friend be a man in their thirties. That was just weird. Very weird.

“Tell me about this ward” The Chinese girl asked next. Cece, Sirius reminded himself next. Better to learn the name and use it than to keep calling her the Chinese girl. Probably would be less rude. Well, as long as he didn’t use any of the words his mother would have used in this situation, he’d be fine.

“Well, it’s an aversion ward. But Angel is right that there are no mild aversion wards. From far enough away, it can be a bit mild. Feels like you’d rather go pee or that you’ve forgotten something important you’d rather be doing than coming towards us. The closer you get though, the worse it feels. At some point, it starts to hurt. Not like real physical pain. It’s all in your head utimately, but anyone without ironclad determination would quickly turn about.” He said, before pointing out a man who had begun walking in their direction before turning about and heading towards the bathroom.

“How does it affect them from so far away?” She asked next.

“The ward has a pretty wide range on its own. But it only works for our table. So if someone plans to sit at a table next to us, then there should be no issue with it” He said next, and then laughed when another person turned towards the bathrooms.

Sirius ate his meal with a wide smile on his face that got wider and wider as time passed. More and more people would sight them, consider coming over, and then head somewhere else.

“That’s got to be his third time at least” Cece laughed as one man turned towards the bathrooms again.

“It’s his fourth” Sirius said, chuckling as well. He could recognise the face.

And then his smile died as there was a commotion from the door. A commotion that came with a familiar pair of faces. One he’d recognise anywhere as the scarred visage of Mad-Eye Moody practically bullied his way past the ushers asking for his pass, while behind him came Sirius’ cousin. Second cousin? For the life of him, he’d never been able to understand the differences.