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It had started innocently enough. Charlie had gathered all the Weasley
brothers (minus Percy), Harry, Jean-Luc, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Delacour,
and they had Apparated to a private room at the Leaky Cauldron. Remus,
Mad-Eye Moody, Kingsley Shacklebolt and several other members of the
Order had met them there, along with some of Bill’s co-workers and old
friends.
Harry had taken a seat with Ron in a corner, somewhat distanced from
the rest of the crowd. He’d been happy enough with his cold Butterbeer
when Charlie approached their table with a bottle of Firewhiskey and
added a shot to his and Ron’s drinks. Harry hadn’t yet tried the
legendary drink and was quite keen to oblige. It burned going down, and
he spluttered and coughed until he got used to it.