The Three Broomsticks

  The Three Broomsticks The fire crackles as you take your seat, a smile on your face. The air hums with the clanking of glasses and the conversations of dozens of people. You smell the rich scent of butterscotch and maple; the atmosphere is warm and welcoming. In short, all the hustle and bustle of Hogmeade's, and often Hogwarts', favourite place to come. You sit, waiting to place your order.

Archive

 * Archive 1
 * Archive 2
 * Archive 3
 * Archive 4
 * Archive 5
 * Archive 6
 * Archive 7
 * Archive 8
 * Archive 9
 * Archive 10