Kiss
How Rodolphus convinced Riddle to go to the pub was beyond him. He didn't even know where his friend was, though he was last seen grabbing at a treacherous looking barmaid.
A plump woman with bright red hair came up beside him with a second pint of firewhiskey.
"You look like you could use another pint," she said, adding a wink onto her words.
Riddle curled his lip in disgust as he realized the woman was hitting on him. Before she could sink the fangs hidden behind her lips into his own, he scooted three seats down, sneering at her.
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