Vera wasn’t sure if coming into London was a mistake, especially after what had happened last week. But it was a change, and that’s what she needed; crying over her youngest son having gone off to Hogwarts wasn’t going to help anyone, and their housekeeper was all too grateful for her offer of fetching some of the more hard-to-find items in their stock. With Nanny taking care of Selene back at home and her grocery list in her handbag, Veronica was free to walk about the city by herself; a freeing feeling if there ever was one. With so many people bustling about, it was easy to let time slip by while she sat on a park bench in Magical London and watched as folks walked by.

As she did so, a fluttering caught her eye and she realized a woman had dropped something. Abandoning her post of observation, Veronica hurried over to the fallen item, quickly picking it up and hurrying to catch up with its owner. “Excuse me! Ma’am!” She called, her breath puffing out in front of her in soft plumed clouds. “Ma’am, you dropped this - oh.” She stopped dead in her tracks, arm outstretched in offering as the last person she expected to see turned around.