A New Life

[Georgiana Night-Carter]

Georgiana walked along the road in Wollongong. It was a place far different from her last home, but this would be her home now. She felt an odd sensation tingling inside her as she stepped into the local magic pub. She wanted to drink but had the oddest thirst for a Butterbeer. She hadn't had one in ages, but being nostalgic in the moment she ordered one. Feeling a bit silly going into pub and getting a kid's beer. She sat down at the bar, knowing in an hour the place would be packed, but right now it was the quiet evening still for the pub. This had become the place to find Georgiana when she wasn't working or at her new apartment. Apartment. That was new to her as well, she had been living in a house with about six other people from her last Quidditch team, up until getting the job here. She had come well equipped for this job but it was still scary for her to be a coach, to unfamiliar faces. Everyone was new to her, except she did know a few people from her time at Hogwarts New Zealand that were on her team. That was exciting for her, she hoped they'd get on and she'd have a few somewhat familiar friends here.

Setting down the empty mug the bartender asked if she wanted another but she shook her head. In a minute or two she'd ask for a real drink. One she could have being in her late twenties. But she was enjoying the taste of the butterbeer on her lips as she sat and thought about her life at the moment. Everything was big and all these new changes she just wished her brother could be with her. It would be a thrilling challenge having her twin by her side. This was one of the first things, since getting out of school she hadn't done with him. Deciding to go out for the same team and making it, they two had been best pals once more. She had always hoped that Indiana would join them as well, but the girl had grown distant and Georgiana wondered what she had done wrong. It wasn't till recently she had realized it wasn't anything she did but more about what her father had said. The man hated magic, she was surprised Nana B had been able to convince the man to let his children go so far away to school. Shaking her head she glanced around, not many were out yet, and Georgiana preferred it that way. Soon she'd get up and go home, after having a drink or two.

 

[Sonia Vanderberg]

Sonia did not often get to visit Australia, but when she did she liked to make an impression. She tugged her broom with her everywhere she went and even now had it slung over her shoulder as she made her way to the closest pub. Hopefully they would have somewhere for her to stay, because she'd been negligent in finding a good place to crash. It didn't really matter to her though, because she often liked to see what the country was like and this was the best way to go about doing it. The name Wollongong always made her think of a back city town, something like what she would find more towards South Australia, but the reality was that it was a fully established hub of society, which of course gave her more chances of finding somewhere decent to spend the night before she would make her way further east to find the race track. Her manager didn't like her going this alone, but Sonia preferred to have all of this to herself, she wanted to try out some new moves and she hoped that by being on her own, she wouldn't get as easily distracted.

Finally coming on a small place, Sonia made her way inside and raised her broom in the air. "Alright! Hi guys!" She smiled at everyone. Most of them looked her way, but some of them ignored her. "I need someone to tell me if there is anywhere I can crash in this town, pub, motel, I'm not picky." A couple of people raised their voices to tell her of some places she could try and she nodded at them. "Okay, good to know, thanks!" She headed over to the bar and ordered a butter beer. Sonia didn't like to drink, though according to tabloids she was frequently drinking. Of course that could be because she was always in one pub or another. Mostly it was to stay away from the press and other news outlets and media followers. She loved her work and she mostly enjoyed her fans, but sometimes there was a real hassle to her when she tried to do any simple task. She received her butter beer and looked around, spotting another woman in the room who appeared to be by herself. Never one to lose the opportunity to make a friend, Sonia made her way over to her. "Hi, sorry, do you mind if I sit down?"
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[Georgiana Night-Carter]

Georgiana still looked fairly young compared to her actual age. She often found younger men hitting on her and she always wished she'd gotten some scars on her face or sorts from her profession that would maybe keep away the majority of men. But then, she was rather famous as a Quidditch player with her own following, those people would never leave her alone. She was glad to be out of Canada and coaching. She often thought that the coach was the least attractive position to have a team and boy was Georgiana glad that she finally had gotten that position. Her thought were torn as she heard a female voice yelling over the crowd. She watched the women converse with a few people about a place to sleep.

Georgiana was surprised that the face looked familiar to her, she wasn't sure where she had seen the face. It was going to continue to bug her for the night. But then the woman came over and sat down next to her, and what surprised Georgiana the most was that the woman had a butter beer in hand. While, she looked young Georgiana was certain this woman would be able to get a fire whiskey from the bartender with a bat of her eye lashes. "Go ahead," she said nodding to the bartender for another butter beer now. She didn't have plans on getting wasted with a stranger at her side. "Georgiana Night," Georgie held out her hand introducing herself to the younger woman sitting next to her. Georgiana never thought much about other people, but for some reason while she waited for a reply she couldn't help but think about this woman in front of her. She couldn't place the face so she hoped her name would bring out the memory of how Georgiana recognized the face.