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H YAY! Lyra grinned from ear to ear! She was really going to get her OWN BUTTERBEER! WOOOT! No one had asked her to go to Hogsmeade all year and she was surely not going to walk down there by herself. That was not in style and everything she did was in style...her way of course. So he was going to quench her thirst. What a lucky girl she was.
"Come on, Garret," she purred as she linked her arm with his. "Let's go and celebrate our own way with a round of butterbeers." She was so excited, so thrilled to enjoy the taste of her favorite drink that she leaned in a kissed him on the cheek.
Garret tripped over his own foot on the way out of the tent, and stammered as he said in a rather breathless voice, "I loooooooove butterbeer!" And with that, they finally left the tent... on what Garret was SURE was not real. He was on a DATE with Lyra! LYRA NOIR!