Every good party starts with tea

Life's an interesting thing. But for Guglielmo Wolpe, life was so incredibly shocking & contradictory, that the invitation from professor Dumbledore to become an Astronomy professor he accepted without any hesitation. But who knew that even in magic world your past and present life will go together as sisters or lovers?
Now, Guggy (that's how he called himself sometimes) was opening a little hidden bar in the wall, lookin' for ol' good whiskey.
"You're here, my boy. Ah-huh!", said Wolpe, reading the etiquette of whiskey and grinnin'. Scotch. "Never tired of that beautiful drink. My darln', you're gona be opened now. I hope you're not against. Ah, I forgot! Bottles can't talk! Gosh, this world gonna make me crazy..."
Wolpe closed bar, taking bottle and glass to relax alone.

Eli rapped his knuckled on the door as he opened the Astronomy Classroom's door. It had been a long while since he had enjoyed the space he used to call his own.

"Why, hello!" Eli said a bit shocked, he hadn't honestly thought someone would be here at this point. It was a sight to behold, actually. More than just him nerd-ing out on the pleasantries of cosmic anomalies, there were others.

"WHAT'S THE...", muttered Guglielmo as he fell down from chair. Yeah, it was a sudden appear of suddenly persons. Wolpe was goin' to enjoy scotch alone, waitin' for his brother upcomin' or girl who'd say that she kinda like his lessons or has lost. But here was a boy. Young man, strange young man.
Putting his hands on the the table, mutterin' somethin' censored, Guglielmo looked out suspiciously and said:
"You didn't see scotch, you didn't see me drinkin' it. Got it, boy?!", Wolpe stood up, checkin' if bottle and glass were alright. "So, any questions?"

Boy? Eli blinked, shaking his head.

"I teach Potions. I'm not a student... but don't worry you're secret is safe with me..." Eli gave a wink before walking up to the desk giving a sigh, "I'm probably the youngest teach this place has ever had if you're mistaking me for a student." He chuckled.

Is he flirtin' with me? Wait, I'm not gay, I'm not gay... Wolpe sighed, rollin' up his eyes. I gotta be already drunken if thoughts... WHATEVER!
"Teacher, ah- huh. Checked. So, mister teacher, if you're not a student, maybe will you accompany me in a littl' tea party?", Guggy smiled and looked weirdly at Eli. "Potions. Always had a weakness at them. Still mix sometimes wrong ingredients. Guglielmo Wolpe, astronomy professor."
Wolpe went to hidden bar, takin' a magic wand and muttering somethin'. Suddenly, doors of hidden bar opened silently, and Guggy took out one more glass for his new friend.

"Tea party? Sounds intriguing. What do you..." Eli paused watching the older teacher summon a hidden bar. Awesome. He thought to himself when the idea struck him. Alcohol and tea? Jesus, he could learn to love this man.

"Ezra Eli..." He paused, wanting to smack himself in the face, "Eli is my... first name, Ezra (Ehz-rah) is my surname." Eli said a bit sheepishly. He needed to stop mixing up his name in front of people. They'd look at him weirdly!

"You teach Astronomy? I was supposed to teach it but y'know... They needed a Potions person and so there I am. Teaching a boring class to a bunch of girls that want to kill each other. It's amusing."

"Ezra Eli... I thought mine was weird and difficult but yours is more difficult. But for me it's jus' pshhh...", said Guglielmo sarcastically, filling glasses with scotch, "Usual."
When he heard about girls, teacher suddenly laughed, lookin' at face emotion of Ezra. Of course, all girls will kill each other only to see or to date such young professor of Potions. Wolpe invited Ezra with gesture to sit in front of him while Guggy himself sat back and put his legs on table.
"Girls are girls, Ezra," answers professor, "Nothing changes them."

"Eli." Eli correct the man with a chuckle. He moved to a chair conveniently place in front of the desk. He crossed his leg one of the other before leaning back in it.

"Girls are weird, women are a bit easier to gauge though."

"Every woman was a girl once, Eli", answered man, takin' a sip of scotch, "Never tired of scotch and champagne. Perhaps, have you ever drunk whisky, my friend?"
Wolpe remembered that sometimes he and his brother were drinkin' scotch in their armchairs and watching some news. Really, after Hogwarts they seldom spend times in trainin' all those magical stuff. Muggles were more interesting than studying 'Protego' and etc. Guglielmo grinned for once, taking another sip.

"No, sir. I've... actually really never drank anything." Eli said sheepishly, a little embarrassed by the statement. The closest thing he had ever had to alcohol was Saki. And that stuff was disgusting.

"No,no,no, you shouldn't drink at once, Eli," said man, lookin' at Ezra, "You should drink it like good red wine, step by step, till your glass is empty. You should tastes scotch, feelin' like it's going through your body... Try it."
Last sentence Wolpe said like orderin', 'cause really, he didn't wanna be drunken only one here! At least, this boy should something to drink at last. Won't he drink juice or water all his life, huh?

Eli stared at the cup before tentatively taking it. It wouldn't hurt to try it just once right? He took a sip of the scotch, his face contorted with the burn of the alcohol. It was soothing to a point, but mildly uncomfortable. He took another sip, the feeling felt a bit weaker than the first. He raised his eyebrows, getting a taste for the liquor.

"Not... bad." Eli worded carefully, unsure if the man would be insulted by the sound of his voice.

That's my boy, said Guglielmo, lookin' how Eli was sittin' now. He was the same as Ezra at first time he tried alcohol, and Johnathan with Bartholomew were laughing at least for five minutes, but then Wolpe got used to it. Scotch and champagne will always only favorite and loved drinks.
"That's good. Ok," Wolpe made a pause, "More?"

"Sure?" Eli questioned, offering his cup back to the man.

"So, where are you from?" He asked, if they were going to drink like friends, might as well get to know each other.

"London, boy" , answered man, "You know, God Save the Queen and blah - blah- blah... Well, my parents were from Italy, but me... I was born here. Well, love this city and Hogwarts, ' cause I had good times here and there, in muggles' word."
Of course, he had. Travel around the world, women, friends... Hogwarts- studies and jus' a good time. Now Guglielmo was back, but at role of professor - always strict and serious persons who punished or jus' read a monologue about 'how is it bad to be late...' or 'how it is bad not to do your homework...'
"And you, Eli? Your name seemed to me a littl' ... You weren't born here, right?"

Eli gave a sad smile.

"It's not my birth given name, it was the name my mentor gave me. He was from Africa but lived in Britain for a long time. Though I, myself, am from China. Though my parents..." He paused, he hadn't even known his parents. What right did he gave to speak of them?

"I don't think they ever named me." He finished, parents naming a bender was illegal. The mentor named them, or whoever bought them. He sighed out, new topic change.

"What had you interested in stars?"