"Hmm, well that's no fun." Still it would be amusing to see a place with her name on it. "I don't go there much, even though my mum works there." She mused, thinking that outside of Diagon Alley she probably hadn't ventured anywhere else in London itself.

"Are you from there? London that is." Now she was intrigued. In thinking about it, her hair tinted itself a little yellow, sunny against the raining backdrop of the day. It wasn't of her own volition, but sometimes it happened when lost in thought- the yellow anyway. Her hair often betrayed her emotions when she least expected it.