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HOPEendures 
Unpacking done and shopping complete, Jezzabelle had taken to roaming the streets. While doing so she had found a bowling alley. Initially she had laughed at it because it was a muggle thing after all, but what had really caught her attention was the games in the game room. She was okay at darts, could really get a great score at ski ball, but her best game was playing on the miniature Quidditch pitch.
She really wanted to get her game on once again. She was trying to spend the rest of her left over change from all the school shopping. She looked around the room trying to find someone do nothing when she noticed an older boy just walking around doing nothing.
"Oi," she shouted st the boy. "Wanna play?" Its was rather rude to shout but the sixteen year old girl really didn't care. He was doing nothing and she wanted to play a game. Anyway, she needed to make new friends and touch base with old ones.
Huh?
West blinked, having been in his own little world where he made a bajillion galleons hustling poor unsuspecting folk. Play? Play what? And what was with the shouting? He had ears, and they worked perfectly fine.
"Play what?" He asked, raising one brow. And then an obvious brainwave,
"You play pool?" He indicated the nearest table.
Well, did she? Whoever she even was.