Lana Di Angelo hated limits. She particularly hated being forced to stay in a place like Hogwarts on a beautiful weekend. Luckily, she had options. There was Hogsmeade, naturally. But after a while, Hogsmeade got BORING. Lana, luckily, had an assortment of options. Portkeys, to be exact. They were kept in her jewelry box, each dangling separately with a bit of masking tape indicating their targets. Today, Lana targeted the keychain with a cute looking owl attached to it. Adorable.
This one was for Diagon Alley. It was one of the many keychains that Lana didn't need markings for, as she clearly remembered what the owl was for. She dressed in a frilly white, button-downed shirt, with a knee long green skirt...and completed the outfit with a dark red vest. She looked herself over in the mirror for a moment, before deciding to do her hair for a bit. Once satisfied, Lana grabbed her keychain and felt the fish hooks claw at her, pulling her through some sub-space dimension, and depositing her in the Leaky Cauldron.
What fun!
Where to now?
After a moment's thought, Lana proceeded to the back of the store and tapped the bricks of the wall in several patterns as she tried to remember how to pass through. Luckily, a kind but gruff man showed her how to do it. After several bouts of "thank you"'s and "have a nice day"s, Lana was on her way again. In her quest for new places to go, Lana stumbled upon the establishment called "Murrays." It was new for Lana, so she took a moment to look herself over to appear presentable. If one was going to make an impression, then it might as well be a favorable one, no?
She entered the bar, and decided to try out a virgin margarita. She sat next to a young woman who looked like she was probably funded through a rather seedy occupation. Maybe this place would be entertaining after all. She turned to the girl she sat beside, and noticed that she was smoking. But was not about to deter the chatty Hogwarts student.
"Hi! I'm Lana! I'm from Hogwarts!"